Daniel?”I raise an eyebrow to match his expression. “Holder?”“What are you up to?”“I do not know what you are talking about,” I reply innocently.“You do know what I am talking about because when you are lying, you do not use contractions when you speak.”I ponder his observation for a few seconds. Is that true?Shit. It’s true.

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 Weasley loves Dean Holder. Always and forever.""Daniel, go make out with your girlfriend," he says, waving me off.I shake my head. "Not until you tell me you love me, too."His head falls back against Sky's headboard. "I fucking love you, now GO AWAY!"I grin. "I love you more.

You talk to him about the fact that we haven't had sex?" Six says, completely embarrassed.My father shakes his head. "No, he doesn't have to. I know because every night he comes home he goes straight to his bedroom and takes a thirty-minute shower. I was eighteen once."Six covers her face with her hands. "Oh, my God." She peeks through her hands at my dad. "I guess I know who Daniel gets his personality from."My father nods. "Tell me about it. His mother is terribly inappropriate.

Holder. He says I can't date her." I begin walking toward class and Breckin falls into step with me."Why not? Because you're an asshole?"I stop and look at him. "I'm an asshole?"Breckin nods. "Yeah. I thought you knew that.

Are you a witch?