Too caught up with being in love.

She smiled, and her eyes started to drift downward. “Cather…” Back up to his eyes.”You know that I’m falling in love with you, right?

Don’t make me angry-kiss you.

Why did you tell me it was just a kiss?” she asked, waiting for her voice to break. “I don’t even care about that other girl. I mean, I do, but not as much. Why...

You flirt with everything.” She could tell that her eyes were popping– her eyeballs actually felt cold around the edges. “You flirt with old people and babies and everybody in between.