Don't Let the Forest In

Thomas, who breathed best with his cheek pressed against a tree and never wasted a chance to slip out and be as wild as his soul demanded.

. Andrew should be mad, but at least she hadn’t asked him if he was okay,

For future reference,” Lana said, “you can sit with me anytime.”

could imagine Thomas’s soft lips on his for approximately five seconds before the entire construction crumpled like wet paper

. He didn’t know if he wanted to be Thomas—reckless and uncontainable—or if he wanted to kiss him.

iends, then enemies, and then—
Lovers. That would inevitably come next.
Andrew was sure of one bitter truth: He’d rather have his lungs punctured than watch Dove and Thomas fall in love.

Excuse me.” Footsteps sounded like the principal had marched out from behind her desk. “Does Thomas need a lawyer present? What exactly are you implying?”

ath was offensive,

Other people existed only in Thomas’s periphery, but the Perrault twins eclipsed his entire galaxy.
There was something intoxicating about meaning that much to one person.
Addictive.

Andrew would do anything for him. Protect him. Lie for him.
Kill for him.