“Stop encouraging him,” I yell back at the spectators. I refocus my attention on Conor and his amazing, swinging penis and groan in frustration. “Will you please stop!” “Never. I’ve gone completely mad for you, Taylor Antonia Marsh.” “That’s not even my middle name!” “It’s a middle name and I don’t care, if this is what I have to do to take away your embarrassment, I’ll do it. I’ll do anything.”