Wait," I said as Noah slipped a book from a shelf and headed toward the door. "Where are you going?"" To read?" But I don't want you to. "But I need to go home," I said, my eyes meeting his. "My parents are going to kill me."" Taken care of. You're at Sophie's house." I loved Sophie." So I'm...staying here?"" Daniel's covering for you." I loved Daniel." Where's Katie?" I asked, trying to sound casual." Eliza's house." I loved Eliza." And your parents?" I asked." Some charity thing." I loved charity." So why are you going to read when I'm right here?

The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer