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           "IdohavesometroublewithincoherencywhenI’maroundhim,"Iadmitted.

           "Ohwell.Heisunbelievablygorgeous."Jessicashruggedasifthisexcusedanyflaws.Which,inherbook,itprobablydid.

           "There’salotmoretohimthanthat."

           "Really?Likewhat?"

           IwishedIhadletitgo.AlmostasmuchasIwashopinghe’dbeenkiddingaboutlisteningin.

           "Ican’texplainitright...buthe’sevenmoreunbelievablebehindtheface."Thevampirewhowantedtobegood-whoranaroundsavingpeople’slivessohewouldn’tbeamonster...Istaredtowardthefrontoftheroom.

           "Isthatpossible?"Shegiggled.

           Iignoredher,tryingtolooklikeIwaspayingattentiontoMr.Varner.

           "Soyoulikehim,then?"Shewasn’tabouttogiveup.

           "Yes,"Isaidcurtly.

           "Imean,doyoureallylikehim?"sheurged.

           "Yes,"Isaidagain,blushing.Ihopedthatdetailwouldn’tregisterinherthoughts.

           She’dhadenoughwiththesinglesyllableanswers."Howmuchdoyoulikehim?"

           "Toomuch,"Iwhisperedback."Morethanhelikesme.ButIdon’tseehowIcanhelpthat."Isighed,oneblushblendingintothenext.

           Then,thankfully,Mr.VarnercalledonJessicaforananswer.

           Shedidn’tgetachancetostartonthesubjectagainduringclass,andassoonasthebellrang,Itookevasiveaction.

           "InEnglish,MikeaskedmeifyousaidanythingaboutMondaynight,"Itoldher.

           "You’rekidding!Whatdidyousay?!"shegasped,completelysidetracked.

           "Itoldhimyousaidyouhadalotoffun-helookedpleased."