“Do you know the secret of this place?” I ask softly in Theo’s ear. “No, this is probably more physics related.” “Hmm,” I say and then sway a little closer to him. I’ll blame it on gravity and angles. Can’t mess with the universe, Theo. “I know what you’re doing,” Theo mutters, totally onto me, as I link my hand with his. “It’s the gravitational pull. That guy says so. My hand can’t help itself. It’s drawn to you.”
