“Sylvia grabs my sleeve. “He’s a looker.”“I know. The problem is, he knows it, too.”

“And just so you know for the future, I like my double-chocolate chip cookies warm and soft in the middle...and without magnets glued to them.""Me, too. When you decide to bake me some, let me know.”

“I’m staring into chocolate eyes. although my brain is cloudedand I’m dizzy, I know enough to register that chocolate is theopposite of blue. I don’t want blue. Blue confuses me too much.Chocolate is straight-forward, easier to deal with.”

“I start to walk out of the room, but I hear him start to panic and his breathing gets labored. He reaches out to me. “Don’t go. Please.”I sit next to him on the bed, wondering if he’s afraid of being abandoned. He slings his arm around my thigh and rests his forehead against my knee. “I have to protect you,” he says softly.“From who?”“El Diablo.”“El Diablo? Who’s that?” I ask.“It’s complicated.”What does that mean? “Try to rest,” I tell him.“I can’t. My entire body hurts.”“I know.” I gently rub the arm that’s slung around me until his breathing slows. “I wish I could help you,” I whisper.“You are,” he murmurs against my knee. “Just don’t leave me, okay? Everyone leaves me.”

“He’s my brother, my blood. He annoys the hell out of me most of the time, but when it comes right down to it I want to see him graduate from college and have little annoying mini-Alexes and mini-Brittanys running around in the future”

“We’ve been secretly datin’ since last week.” He gives me a smile and a look that says I’m his one-and-only. That smile might deceive Madison, but I know he’s full of it. “Isn’t that right, K.?”He squeezes me tighter. “Uh-huh,” I squeak out.Madison shakes her head fast, as if she can’t believe what she’s hearing. “Nobody in their right mind chooses Kiara Westford over me.”She’s right. We’re busted.“Wanna bet?” My eyes go wide when Carlos bends his head down to me. “Kiss me, cariño.”

“Unfortunately, I can’t run from my heart. It hurts, deep inside my body. And I know I’ll never be the same.”