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  the opposite of ordinary.”
  my embarrassment was muger tha the look that came
  into his eyes whehis. i quided him inal
  argument.
  ”but i'm not saying goodbye,” i poi.
  ”don't you see? that's rht. i care the most, because if
  i do it” — he shook his head, seeming tle with the thought —
  ”if leavihing to do, then i'll hurt myself to keep from
  hurting you, to keep you safe.”
  i glared. ”and you don't think i would do the same?”
  ”you'd o make the choice.”
  abruptly, his uable mood shifted again; a mischievous,
  devastating smile rearranged his features. ”of course, keeping you safe
  is beginning to feel like a full-time o that requires my
  t presence.”
  ”ried to do away with me today,” i reminded him, grateful for
  the lighter subje't want him to talk about goodbyes anymore. if
  i had to, i supposed i could purposefully put myself io keep
  him close… i bahought before his quick eyes read it on my
  face. that idea would defirouble.
  ”yet,” he added.
  ”yet,” i agreed; i would have argued, but now i wao be
  expeg disasters.
  ”i have aion for you.” his face was still casual.
  ”shoot.”
  ”do you really o seattle this saturday, or was that just an
  excuse to get out of saying no to all your admirers?”
  i made a face at the memory. ”you know, i haven't fiven you for the
  tyler thi,” i warned him. ”it's your fault that he's deluded
  himself into thinking i'm going to prom with him.”
  ”oh, he would have found a ce to ask you without me — i just really
  wach your face,” he chuckled, i would have been angrier if his
  laughter wasn't so fasg. ”if i'd asked you, would you have turned
  me down?” he asked, still laughing to himself.
  ”probably not,” i admitted. ”but i would have celed later — faked an
  illness or a sprained ankle.”
  he uzzled. ”why would you do that?”
  i shook my head sadly. ”you've never seen me in gym, i guess, but i would
  have thought you would uand.”
  ”are y to the fact that you 't walk across a flat, stable
  surface without fio trip over?”
  ”obviously.”
  ”that wouldn't be a problem.” he was very t. ”it's all in the
  leading.” he could see that i rotest, a me off.
  ”but you old me — are you resolved on goile, or do you
  mihi?”
  as long as the ”we” part was in, i didn't care about anything else.
  ”i'm opeives,” i allowed. ”but i do have a favor to ask.”
  he looked wary, as he always did when i asked an opeion.
  ”what?”
  ” i drive?”
  he frowned. ”why?”
  ”well, mostly be i told charlie i was goile, he
  specifically asked if i was goi the time, i was. if he
  asked again, i probably wouldn't lie, but i don't think he will ask
  again, and leaving my true would just bri
  unnecessarily. and also, because y frightens me.”
  he rolled his eyes. ”of all the things about me that chten you,
  you worry ab.” he shook his head in disgust, but then his
  eyes were serious again. ”won't you want to tell your father that you're
  speh me?” there was a to his question that
  i didn't uand.
  ”with charlie, less is always more.” i was defihat. ”where
  are we going, anyway?”
  ”the weather will be nice, so i'll be staying out of the publid
  you stay with me, if you'd like to.” again, he was leaving the choice
  up to me.
  ”and you'll show me what you meant, about the sued by
  the idea ahe unknowns.
  ”ye