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40 pages, ebook
First published May 29, 2014






This. Is. Not. An. Ending. [...] I NEED ANOTHER BOOK ABOUT THEM. What the actual fuck was that. I can't accept this ending, it's not enough! For once I hope there will be a third book, please?






“You were there,” she says.
“You were there,” he says.
[...]
“I cannot believe you were at that party!” Henk says. “I cannot believe you went all the way there and you didn’t find each other.”
Kate and Wolfgang have only just met. But for some reason, they catch each other’s eyes.
“Maybe they weren’t ready to find each other,” Wolfgang begins.
“And so they didn’t,” Kate finishes.
“That makes no sense whatsoever,” W says. Except that even W—mathematical, logical, analytical W—somewhere understands that it does.
“Get the nine pack,” Allyson says, and he almost explodes right there.


“Can’t you stay,” Willem begins. “For just one—?”
Allyson doesn’t wait for him to finish the question—hour, day, week—because her answer is the same.
“Yes.”

“And the kiss feels like something completely new. But it also feels like something deeply known.”
"Maybe they weren't ready to find each other," Wolfgang begins.
"And so they didnt," Kate finishes.
"Then he goes back to savoring Allyson and her bare feet, which are right here. He never thought he had a thing for feet, but he is beginning to reconsider."
"And then she slips off her sandals under the table and sort of nuzzles her foot against his. He loses his appetite, for food anyway."
"Meanwhile, both her feet are now completely wrapped around his right ankle. She has no idea what that is doing to him."
"(...) but it's not enough, he wants all of her (the feet!) and they both know they have to make it up to Daniel's flat (...)"