What do you think?
Rate this book
130 pages, ebook
First published October 14, 2013
It feels sort of euphoric, like we’re in some sort of fairy tale. Like she’s Tinkerbell and I’m Peter Pan.
No, wait. I don’t want to be Peter Pan.
Maybe she can be like Cinderella and I’ll be her Prince Charming.
It feels sort of euphoric, like we’re in some sort of fairy tale. Like she’s Tinkerbell and I’m Peter Pan.The time they spend together is over too soon. Daniel spends weeks looking for his Cinderella. Six goes off to Italy. They meet again about a year later, and hit it off. Neither one of them know that the person they are spending so much time with is the same person from the closet. The more time the two spend together, the more they start to feel for one another.
No, wait. I don’t want to be Peter Pan.
Maybe she can be like Cinderella and I’ll be her Prince Charming.
“Daniel?”
“Holder?”
“What are you up to?”
“I do not know what you are talking about.”
“You do know what I am talking about because when you are lying, you do not use contractions when you speak.”
“For real,” I say. “You’re my best friend and I love you. I’m not ashamed to admit that I love a guy. I love you, Holder. Daniel Wesley loves Dean Holder. Always and forever.”
“Daniel, go make out with your girlfriend.”
“Not until you tell me you love me, too.”
“I fucking love you, now GO AWAY.”
I grin “I love you more.”
"Once upon a time, there was a tiny maintenance closet; crowded, abandoned, a place to sleep or skip class. Here, in this small closet, Prince Charming met Cinderella.
Although originally all Prince Charming wanted was a place to avoid class or a place to take a quick nap, he encounters a woman who happens upon the closet he's in. They form an immediate connection, and fearing that once they turn the lights on they'll lose this perfect encounter,they decide to leave the lights off and pretend to be in love until the hour is up. That way they can have this perfect memory of one time in their lives where they at least pretended to love somebody.
When the clock strikes an hour, and their time is up, Cinderella flees. Never to be seen by Prince Charming again..."
"We all have deal breakers, Daniel. Some of us just hope we can keep them hidden forever." ~Six
"I love how much you love me." ~Six
"Because we show up, Six. It's what we do. It's me and you, babe." ~Daniel
"It feels like her air just became my air and I suddenly want to take in fewer breaths in order to ensure she never runs out." ~Daniel
"That's exactly what this feels like. Like she's a drug I've become immediately addicted to but I have none in supply."
"She wants this to work with me as much as I want it to work with her and seeing the look in her eyes right now makes me believe that it will. I've never believed in anything like I believe in us." ~Daniel
“I’ve never believed in anything like I believe in the possibility of the two of us.”
“I don’t even know your phone number,” I say.
“I don’t even know your birthday,” she says.
“You’re the worst girlfriend I’ve ever had.”
“How do you make love to someone you aren’t in love with?”
I lean forward until my mouth is next to her ear. “We pretend.”
“Are you a witch? … I have no idea who you even are and now you’re my damn girlfriend. What the hell have you done to me?”
“Stop! Stop saying things that make me grin like an idiot. My face has been hurting since the second I met you.”
“Maybe she can be like Cinderella and I’ll be her Prince Charming.”
That’s exactly what this feels like. Like she’s a drug I’ve become immediately addicted to but I have none in supply. The only thing that satiates the craving is her laugh. Or her smile or her kiss or the feel of her pressed against me.
“It’s different with Six, though. Not only does she get my sense of humor and my personality, but I feel like she encourages it. I feel like the real me is what she likes the most and every time she laughs or smiles at the perfect moment, I want to fist bump her.”
“What’s your deal, then?”
“What do you mean?”
“Everyone has something and I can’t figure yours out. You know, that one thing about themselves that’s eventually a deal-breaker.” I crank the car and begin to back out. “I want to know what yours is right now. My heart can’t take another second of these tiny little things you do that drive me completely insane.”
"We stare at each other for so long I begin to worry that she’s put some kind of spell on me, because I’ve never wanted to just stare at a girl like I want to stare at her. Just looking at her causes my heart to burn and my chest to constrict."
Don't open your eyes... Give me ten more seconds to stare, because you look absolutely beautiful right now
I don't even really want to make out with you because I like talking to you too much
Put your hands on my face and push me against this wall and slip me some tongue! Now!
We all have deal-breakers, Daniel. Some of us just hope we can keep them hidden forever