Only Sara called him, 'the boy with the beautiful name.' He was her secret obsession. In fact, he was every high school girl's secret obsession, along with several of the teachers! He had shown up out of the blue in the middle of junior year. He was tall. His arms and shoulders were tan from an exotic getaway. His eyes and hair were that milky, chocolate brown that melts your heart. And he was beyond gorgeous. Alas, he was also beyond reach to almost every lovestruck girl around him. It was whispered he rubbed elbows with royalty. His father was some big shot billionaire who was almost as mysterious as his son. What was a family like that doing in a tiny, practically nameless town in Connecticut? Try as she might, Sara could not help herself from staring at this boy wonder. It hurt when he ignored her. She was, to him, just another face in the crowd. But being near him seemed to strengthen her in a way she could not explain. Then, one morning in October, the boy with the beautiful name climbed out of his sports car and looked right at her. And he didn't look away...... Read more