Page 109 of Today Tonight Tomorrow

I’ll leave the happily-ever-afters in the books.

“I think I can do that,” I say, and reach for him again.

The love that I wanted so desperately: this isn’t what I thought it would feel like. It’s made me dizzy and it’s grounded me. It’s made me laugh when nothing is funny. It shimmers and it sparks, but it can be comfortable, too, a sleepy smile and a soft touch and a quiet, steady breath. Of course this boy—my rival, my alarm clock, my unexpected ally—is at the center of it.

And somehow, it’s even better than I imagined.