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Now she h to see the tiny freckles on the bridge of his nose She waited for hi up at that sky She squeezed her eyes shut and thought kiss me as hard as she could

He didn’t move

Finally she released an exasperated sigh No wonder she was still a virgin She couldn’t even get a guy to kiss her She’d spent two years trying to get Jett to look twice at her, and he never had And now Zach treated her as if she were his kid sister’s best friend

“There’s so with me,” she muttered, horrified to hear her words slip into the quiet between them

He rolled toward her Cocking one elbow up, he rested his cheek in his hand and smiled down at her

She noticed how his blue eyes looked alht, and how his nostrils flared just a little when he breathed He had a face like her uncle Francis’s—the kind that invited you in and ht she was pretty or fat or what, but she didn’t have the nerve, so she said nothing

He s that he knew exactly what she was thinking It huht that her lack of self-esteem was so apparent Nervously she tucked her hair behind her ear “What is it?”

“You’re the irl I’ve ever seen,” he said

The words made her want to cry, and she wondered if that’s what it felt like to fall in love She wanted to knohat to say—the right grown-up words—but she couldn’t find them

“You know, the winter proo together?”

She felt a flash of fear;fun of her “We’d look like Courtney Love and Mr Rogers”

He laughed, and it was such a wonderful sound that she laughed right along with him “So?”

She stared at hi ju a crazy beat in her chest “Okay”

He gave her one of those smiles of his, slow and steady, the kind that made h

er throat go dry Then he kissed her