“So what's the deal with you and my sister?" He laughs shortly and rubs the back of his neck like something is there, tickling, tapping. "Tamra." Clutching the dashboard, I turn and glare at her. "There is no deal ." She snorts. "Well, we wouldn't be sitting here if that was the case now, would we?" I open my mouth… — Sophie Jordan Copy Share
“Don't stay away from me anymore." I stop myself, just barely, from telling him I won't. I can't promise that. Can't lie.… — Sophie Jordan Copy Share Image
“But you're worried I'll get in trouble?" I try not to show how much this pleases me. I've managed to ignore him… — Sophie Jordan Copy Share Image
