Jinx

I loved you way before you ever had a chance to put a spell on me. I loved you at 'I've never been to Long Island,'" Zach said. I couldn't keep a big goofy grin from my face. I loved you at 'I like seals,'" I admitted. He grinned back.

See? Anger can be healthy. When the time comes–and it will come–remember that. And what I said. Embrace your powers–love yourself the way Nature made you, and you will prevail. Always.

Zach had rushed down to rescue me without remembering to put a shirt on...Maybe I had died and gone to heaven.

I've never even been to Long Island

He took hold of my arm, and swung me around. “For one thing, I still owe you eternal servitude for saving my life, remember? And for another, the subway station’s that way, stupid. Let’s go.” There isn’t anything in the least romantic about being called stupid. Really. Especially since I knew there was no way Zach would ever be interested in a red-haired, violin-playing preacher’s daughter when there was the remotest chance he could have gorgeous, physical-therapist-in-training Petra. So

I guess we will,” I said, wondering how it had gotten to this: my cousin and me, fighting over who was the more powerful witch. I mean, talk about stupid. I

I like seals,” he said to me, as if to excuse the apparent oddness of his taking the au pair to the zoo. Hmmm.