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312 pages, Paperback
First published July 2, 2013
“Caymen?”
“Yes?”
“You look terrified. Does this scare you?”
“More than anything.”
“Why?”
“Because I didn’t bring my mints.”
“And now the real answer . . .”
“Because I’m afraid that once you catch me, the game’s over.”
"Feelings can be the most costly thing in the universe."
“Sometimes it's the little things that bring that special someone back to us in some small way.”
“I think unhappiness comes from unfulfilled expectations.”
“So Caymen..."
"So, Xander..."
"Like the islands."
"What?"
"Your name. Caymen. Like the Cayman Islands. Is that your mom's favorite place to visit or something?"
"No, it's her third favorite place. I have an older brother named Paris and an older sister named Sydney."
"Wow." He opens the bag, takes out a muffin, and hands it to me. The top glistens with sprinkled sugar. "Really?"
I gently unwrap it. "No.”
“Hi, I’m stranger one and this is stranger two. Are you uncomfortable yet?”
His eyes are so intense I want to look away...or never look away. I can’t decide.
“So Caymen..."
"So, Xander..."
"Like the islands."
"What?"
"Your name. Caymen. Like the Cayman Islands. Is that your mom's favourite place to visit or something?"
"No, it's her third favourite place. I have an older brother named Paris and an older sister named Sydney."
"Wow." He opens the bag, takes out a muffin, and hands it to me. The top glistens with sprinkled sugar. "Really?"
I gently unwrap it. "No.”
“Is that your subtle way of saying you missed me last week?"
"I've missed my hot chocolate. I just think of you as the guy who brings it to me. Sometimes I forget your name and call you hot chocolate guy.”
“His eyes are so intense I want to look away . . . or never look away, I can’t decide.”
“So Caymen..."
"So, Xander..."
"Like the islands."
"What?"
"Your name. Caymen. Like the Cayman Islands. Is that your mom's favourite place to visit or something?"
"No, it's her third favourite place. I have an older brother named Paris and an older sister named Sydney."
"Wow." He opens the bag, takes out a muffin, and hands it to me. The top glistens with sprinkled sugar. "Really?"
I gently unwrap it. "No.”
“I turn my head so that he doesn't see my smile and secretly curse him for making me feel special.”
"Is that your subtle way of saying you missed me last week?"
"I've missed hot chocolate. I just think of you as the guy who brings it to me. Sometimes I forget your name and call you hot chocolate guy."
"Sean raises one eyebrow when he sees us, probably thinking, didn't we all agree that this boy is too pretty?"