I turned my head, looking over at Will. His hair had dried, and even though I’d never seen it looking so messy, he still pulled it off, because he was born with it. Stern brown eyebrows, a sharp nose, but soft lips and the most beautiful eyes I’d ever seen behind those sweet, sleeping eyelids and long lashes. Why couldn’t guys this cute ever be nice? I blinked, dropping my gaze. Of course, he did give me his sleeping bag. And probably the granola bar and Godzilla, too, even though he broke into my locker to leave it for me.
