“Don't choose him.”

“I couldn't imagine a better person for him to fall in love with.”

“I didn't understand this overwhelming attraction to a boy I just met, but one thing was sure: I was slowly, but deeply, falling for him.”

“You’re ridiculous—”Heat crept up my face. “Well, you’re a pompous ass.”

“Shit, there goes our chance at winning.” Pey laughed. “A cocky quarterback that’s in love with himself. We’ll be lucky if you don’t stop every two seconds to check yourself out.”

“Dean was not in love with himself. He was beyond stalker-obsessed.”

“Ah hell, this was bad. Double-chocolate-chips-goes-to-my-hips kinda bad.”