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418 pages, Hardcover
First published September 16, 2014
“For your own sake, don’t tell them about any of it.”
...That last bit was exactly what I’ve been looking for. Invigorating. Intoxicating. I feel ten years younger. Don’t tease me with this nonsense of her being too fragile to mine for more.”
“Why would meeting you be worth a spike?” I asked.
“Because I’m a student and you’re on the staff? Is that supposed to make us special?”
“Don’t be dense.”
I searched back and forth between his mismatched eyes, waiting for something in his words to make sense.
He smiled slightly and spun a hand back and forth between us. “We have this,” he said.
“You know,” he said softly.
I did not know. The fine, expectant buzzing in my chest had nothing to do with him.
And then it did.
His eyes warmed. “See?”
I took a step back. The buzzing had exploded into wild wings of surprise.
“You’re smiling,” he said.
“Hey, Sinclair,” he said. “You busy?”
I smiled and set the Ping-Pong ball back on Burnham’s paper clip.
“Come on in. Do you know Burnham?”
Linus stayed where he was in the doorway. Burnham swiveled his chair around and said hi.
Linus said hi back.
It wasn’t awkward at all.
“I glanced across the room to find Dean Berg regarding me thoughtfully. Our eyes met for too long to pretend otherwise, and I wasn’t sure how to respond. He broke into a genial smile and lifted his glass to me briefly before his gaze moved on.”