My gosh! Winking at me is becoming his habit fast.
"Shut up, Quinn. My Mom said to wait, remember?"
He grinned at me. "But your Mom didn't say I couldn't flirt with you."
Madre de Dios! And to think we still have another year together in this school, he's going to be the death of me. Or just maybe, he's the one who's going to make you feel alive.
"So you're admitting you're flirting with me?"
Quinn shrugged his shoulders. "What wrong with flirting? It's fun."
I folded my arms and looked at him, dead in the eye.
"Quinn.."
"Hmm?" His eyes looked dreamy.
"How many girls have you flirted with before me?"
Quinn fell silent. He looked like he was counting in his head, then lost track of it, then started counting again. Really? That many? Wow.
"Not a lot."
"Oh? You seem to be good at
