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"The Arinning proudly "Saw you obsessing over it on your blog before you got sick I’o"

Yeah, I kind of did say that

Dae-me part"

I shooka deep breath, I struggled with my temper…and my ah to wager a bet"

"You can’t be serious"

He grinned "I bet that by New Year’s Day, you will have admitted that you’re madly, deeply, and irrevocably--"

"Wow Want to throw another adverb out there?" My cheeks were burning

"How about irresistibly?"

I rolled my eyes and muttered, "I’ me, Kitten Back to my bet--by New Year’s Day, you’ll have admitted that you’re madly, deeply, irrevocably, and irresistibly in love with h

"And you dream about me" He releasedan eyebrow "I bet you’ll admit that Probably even show me your notebook with my name circled in hearts--"

"Oh, for the love of God…"

DaerabbedDae insane Like throw co that everything he’d done and said all those o hadn’t left a raw ht?

I didn’t slow until I was standing in front of my locker on the other side of the school I reached inside my backpack and pulled out my binder full of art crap What a hell of a day back I’d dazed out in half of my classes, made out with Daemon, and blew up another computer Seriously I should’ve stayed hoers could touch it, the locker swung open Gasping, I jumped back, and my art binder fell to the floor

Oh my God, what just happened?

It couldn’t be… My heart rate went into cardiac arrest territory

Dae a locker door with hishe could uproot trees I looked around the thinning crowds, but I already kneasn’t there I hadn’t felt hih our creepy alien bond I backed away fro voice intruded

Sucking in a sharp gasp, I whipped around Sied backpack in hisback at the locker Had he seen that happen? I knelt to pick up my artwork, but he beat me to it Epic aardness ensued as we tried to pick up the papers without touching each other

Sis of flowers I had no artistic talent "Here you go"

"Thanks" I stood, shoving rabbed my arm "I wanted to talk to you"

My eyes dropped to his hand He had five seconds before s

He seemed to sense this, because he dropped his hand and flushed "I just want to apologize for everything that happened hos when I’lared at hi"

"Yeah, maybe I should" He ran his hand over his closely cropped hair Light reflected off the blue and gold watch around his thick wrist Soraved on the band, but I couldn’t make it out "Anyway, I just didn’t--"

"Yo, Si?" Billy Crump, a beady-eyed football player who only seemed to notice my boobs when he looked in my direction, sidled up next to Simon He was closely followed by a rabid pack of teaaze zeroed in on me "Hey…what do we have here?"

Siuys beat hiain?"

Several guys chuckled and elbowed one another

I blinked at Simon "Excuse me?"

The tips of Si his arne nearly knocked me out "Look, babe, Sihed "Like my mama always said, why buy the cohen the h s? I shrugged out from underneath Billy’s arm "This milk isn’t for free and wasn’t even for sale"

"That’s not e hear" Billy fist-puht, Cutters?"

All of Sih and stepped back, swinging his backpack over his shoulder "Yeah,to tell her that, but she wouldn’t listen"