«Hazel Grace,†he said, my name new and better in his voice. “It has been a real pleasure to make your acquaintance.â€<br />“Ditto, Mr. Waters,†I said. I felt shy looking at him. I could not match the intensity of his waterblue eyes.<br />“May I see you again?†he asked. There was an endearing nervousness in his voice.<br />I smiled. “Sure.â€<br />“Tomorrow?†he asked.<br />“Patience, grasshopper,†I counseled. “You don’t want to seem overeager.â€<br />“Right, that’s why I said tomorrow,†he said. “I want to see you again tonight. But I’m willing to wait all night and much of tomorrow.†I rolled my eyes. “I’m serious,†he said.<br />“You don’t even know me,†I said. I grabbed the book from the center console. “How about I call you when I finish this?â€<br />“But you don’t even have my phone number,†he said.<br />“I strongly suspect you wrote it in the book.â€<br />He broke out into that goofy smile. “And you say we don’t know each other.