Now,standing under our beautiful monstrosity, I couldn't help thinking that if Alex were to kiss me, it would look like that: me small and blissful and clinging, him so much taller, completely enfolding me.
I averted my red dace as I headed down the hall.
My room is a quarter the size of his. It felt even smaller with him in it. "Make yourself at-"
He'd plunked the snack on my desk, depositied his coat on my chair, and was already roaming the room, looking at the door knockers made to look like hands. "Cool.You are seriously good." He stared for a long time at the single study I'd put up from the Willing Romance Languages Room door: the leering devil. "I would put that on my wall," he said.
I hadn't said anything while he browsed, swallowing all the automatic denials of my abilities.
He turned and grinned at me, looking exactly like the little demon. No surprise, since it was essentially his face in miniature. "This is the part where you remove that tack and give me the picture.For keeps."
"Are you serious?" I wasn't sure.
"Yes,Ella.I am serious."
So I removed the tack and handed him the picture. He rolled it up very gently and put it in his coat pocket.

Auteur: Melissa Jensen