“I was about to ask about it when Daniel flopped down on the mattress. He pulled off his shoes and went for the zipper of his jumpsuit. A flash of panic went through my body. I turned my head and lowered my gaze."Don't worry prescious," Daniel said "I'm not going to violate your virgin eyes.”

“You know I can't do that. Pete's probably already spent a ton of money. He's a nice guy. I can'tjust bail--"Pete's not as nice as you think," Daniel grumbled.I laughed. "Are you jealous? Pete's just a friend--"Daniel grabbed me by the hips. "Of course I'm jealous, Gracie. You just told me that you love mebut you are going out with another guy. But this is more important than my jealousy. If I'mstaying here, then you have to stay in. I've got enough to keep my eye on. I can't have you outthere. Not tonight.”

“Talbot's eyes widened as he recognised Daniel. The four lost boys got out of the car and stood behind their alpha."So he's back?" Talbot asked."Yep." I couldn't stop smiling a bit and thinking of that song from the oldies station my Grandpa Kramer used to listen to. My boyfriend's back and you're gonna be in trouble...”

“I guess its time you officially met the lost boys," I said to Daniel. "Lost boys? You mean like that old Kiefer Sutherland movie?"What? No, I mean like Peter Pan and the lost boys.""Is she calling us fairies?" Asked Slade."No," Brent said. "She means the lost boys that never wanted to grow up, and got into mischief with Peter Pan.""Still sounds like fairies to me." Slade crossed his tattooed arms in front of his chest."Still sounds like that Kiefer Sutherland movie to me." Daniel smirked."We were in the play together, like, seven years ago. You were mad because my mom made you wear tights, but you wanted to be a pirate."Daniel held his hand up. "Partial amnesia here, remember? I must have blocked out any and all recollections associations with said tights."Brent, Zach, and Ryan laughed. Slade almost cracked a smile. ~ Grace, Daniel, and The Lost Boys”

“I flipped open my phone and sent Daniel a text: I love you.As I crawled into bed, my phone beeped with a message back from him: Always.”

“How could I help Daniel find his way, without losing mine?”

“Cold air clawed at my face, ripping tears from my eyes. I buried my face deep into Daniel's back and breathed in a mixture of familiar scents - almonds, oil paint, earth, and a hint of varnish. I didn't even question why I was on that bike. I just knew I was suppose to be.”