Chapter 40 Cops

• I couldn't believe how sensitive he was. I always thought Kent didn't like people getting close to him or touching him. I thought he was just putting up with me because he didn't like me at all.
• When we were lying down in his dark bedroom, I realized that the angry way he talked to me wasn't really about me. It was just the way he was, but he did care to some degree. If he didn't like me, he wouldn't have told me about Dartmouth or football, driven me to work, helped me get back at Piper, or be doing this right now.
• I couldn't remember the last time I laid in bed with another guy, and it had been years since I was this close to someone else. I'd never felt the way I did with Kent, and most of the time I didn't know if that was good or bad.