Bloody hell. I don't mean to flirt with him. I just cannot stop myself sometimes. He's just lovely, Mia. Funny, smart, sweet and so very adorable. And ever since he mentioned how good his "spider tucchus" looked in the suit, I can't stop myself from looking.
But he's sixteen, Mia. SIXTEEN! What am I going to do? I'm twenty-three for God's sake. I have no business having a crush on this boy.