“Dan inched closer. "Are her eyelids moving?"Jonah was on his feet now, cheerleading. "Get up, babysitter! Up! Up!”

“And this is what you get for laughing at me." He pulled her up a few inches until his lips touched hers.”

“My arm itches to reach up and wrap around her. To pull her closer, but can we get closer? Right now she might be closer to me than anyone's ever been.”

“Hawk?"He gazed up at her, still crouched on the floor, ready to pounce if she so much as moved an inch.”

“Come on, T-Bird," he said, getting to his feet and reaching for her hand. He hoisted her up onto her feet whether she wanted him to or not. "Before we both end up with hypothermia.""T-Bird?" She shot him with the eyebrow again. "So does that make you a Pink Lady?”

“A framed photo on a dusty bookshelf caught his attention; he moved closer and picked it up silently. A small girl with long blond hair was standing under a tree, her face tilted up in delight as its feathery leaves brushed across her face, framing it.A willow tree. Willow.”