Wayward Son (Simon Snow, #2)

by Rainbow Rowell

It’s sitting in economy that’s making us gay.

The last time Baz and I held hands in public, some girl with a nose ring took offence. If you can’t trust people with nose rings to be open-minded, who’s left?

Penelope sighs. “I can’t believe I came all the way to Las Vegas, and I’m not gonna see Penn and Teller.” “Please,” Baz mutters. “Sellouts.” Shepard’s eyes light up. “Penn and Teller?”