“Do you think we can be friends?” I asked.He stared up at the ceiling. “Probably not, but we can pretend.”

“Well, can you tell her that?"He looked down at his feet. "I will. I will."Guy-speak for, "I plan to keep avoiding her until she gives up.”

“My name is Arianna Morganna Brittany DuLac--you can imagine why I went by the name Ryan.”

“If I were to lock you up in a dungeon, I guarantee you would not be bored.”

“I caught his hand. “What do you want me to do?”Leaning down, he kissed the pulse beating on my neck just above the damaged skin. “Tomorrow, I need you to die.”

“Rough palms cradled my face while my fingers gripped the pillow on either side of his. Lips, teeth, tongue, mingled together. I ate him up and didn’t let go until I had to come up for air.”

“Do I look like I want to be involved in your teen love saga? Ask someone who cares.”