"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"