What is he doing? Just as I'm about to give him a good, hard shove, I hear the front door opening. No, this can't be happening. Maybe it's the butler or something. I pray it's the butler as I look up at the doorway. It looks like I'm out of luck, because staring back at us are Jeremy's parents. Both of them. They stand together, smiling. I've seen his parents' pictures on display at Jeremy's house, so my last hope of a stranger watching us kiss evaporates. He is in so much trouble.
Jeremy shakes his head in wonderment. "I'm so in love with you. I don't know what to do with all of these feelings. I've never experienced anything like this in my life." He looks panicked for a moment. "You're not going to break my heart, are you?"
I whisper "Please don't make me."