QUOTE : There go the crazy eyes again,” he whispered.<br /><br /> “Shit.” I shut my eyes tight. Lizzy walking in on me and my boyfriend seven years ago had been pretty damn embarrassing, especially given that she then ran and told mom. Not that mom had been coherent enough to care. This, however, topped it.<br /><br /> “Your cheeks have gone all rosy. Are you thinking rude thoughts about me, Anne?”<br /><br /> “No.”<br /><br /> “Liar,” he taunted in a soft voice. “You’re totally thinking of me with no pants on.”<br /><br /> I totally was.<br /><br /> “That’s just gross, dude. A massive invasion of my privacy.” He leaned in closer, his breath warming my ear. “Whatever you’re imagining, it’s bigger.”<br /><br /> “I’m not imagining anything.”<br /><br /> “I’m serious. It’s basically a monster. I cannot control it.”<br /><br /> “Malcolm–”<br /><br /> “You’re pretty much going to need a whip and chair to tame it, Anne.”<br /><br /> “Stop it.”<br /><br /> “That okay with you?