“What?" I asked, swallowing a mouthful. "You remind me of me." "That can't be good." I took another mouthful.”

“No more humiliation for me, thanks very much. No more swallowing my anger. Honestly, I couldn't manage another mouthful. But it was delicious. Did you make it yourself?”

“Are you okay?" I asked, distracted. I wanted back inside the vision."Nothing a little mouth-to-mouth won't cure," he said,but he couldn't muster the energy to laugh at his own joke. "You're no good for me,Nik," he said in between gasps."What do you mean?"His breathing slowed a little and he looked up at me. "I can't say no to you.”

“I'd rather argue with you, angel, than laugh with anyone else."Jesus. It took me a minute to be able to swallow the last bite in my mouth. "You know . . . I love you madly."He smiled. "Yes, I know.”

“Do you think I'm fat?" I asked him.He swallowed and wiped his mouth. "I think you're beautiful.”

“Are you OK?" I asked."I think so." Logan stared at me, and a smile pulled up his lips. "But maybe you should give me mouth-to-mouth, just to make sure.”