One corner of her mouth ticked upward, then Taylor kissed along my cheek until it wasn't still all spitty. "What, you saying you, like, love me or something?" One side of her mouth was a smirk. "Gross, cooties."

Why hadn't I drugged her more often? "I don't even know what the word is for what I felt about you Taylor. You're... horrible, frankly. You're mean, and dishonest, and selfish, and arrogant, and-"

My neck received a pinch, if only a mild one. "I'm sure there's a but coming somewhere soon, yeah?"

"But, you do something to me that nobody else ever has. I lose sleep over you, wishing you were...