Cross My Heart and Hope to Spy (Gallagher Girls, #2)

by Ally Carter

I’d thought he was chivalrous (but he wasn’t). I’d thought he was cute (but tall, dark, and handsome is highly overrated when you think about it). And worst of all, I’d thought he’d been flirting…with me.

The two of us had been exposed to boys before, so we had built up antibodies. We were, in a word, immune.

Spying is a game, and so is dating, I guess. It’s all about strategy and playing to your strengths.

Or maybe crying is like everything else we do—it’s best if you don’t get caught.

And then, more than anything, I wanted to stop hearing Macey’s words, It’s okay for you to like him, because sometimes not liking someone is easier.

I wanted to like him and trust him and know that he knew the real me and liked me anyway.