Me? I Didn’t Believe In Hopeless.

The Tension Between Us Kicked Up A Notch, And I Realized That Along With Our Bodies Being Nearer, So Were Our Lips.

Screw You," I Told Him In A Low Voice. "are You Offering?” "from What I've Heard, There Isn't Much To Screw," I Shot Back.

I Sat There For Several Moments, Trying To Decide How Best I Should Respond. None Of The Advice I'd Gotten From The Books Or My Friends Really Prepared Me For How To Handle Discussions About Alternative Energy Sources. One Of The Books - One I'd Chosen Not To Finish - Had A Decidedly Male-centric View That Said Women Should Always Make Men Feel Important On Dates. I Suspected That Kristin And Julia's Advice Right Now Would Have Been To Laugh And Toss My Hair - And Not Let The Discussion Progress. But I Just Couldn't Do That. "you're Wrong," I Said.

Howʹd You Get Here?ʺ I Asked. She Winked. ʺyouʹre Not The Only Ones Who Can Steal Cars. Or, In My Case, Get People To ‘willinglyʹ Lend Them.

I Couldn't Stop Staring At The Cave, Back Where Dimitri Was, Back Where Half Of My Soul Was.