"Watch it, Sunshine." That was the first thing he ever said to me. Not Are you okay? or Whoa, close call. Just Sunshine. Like he already had me figured out in a single glance. I turned, ready to snap back, but froze instead. The boy was tall, lean in that rude-I-play-sports way, with dark hair that looked like he'd rolled out of bed and decided to stay hot anyway. A bat stick rested casually against his shoulder, like it was an accessory. "Sorry," I mumbled, brushing at my shorts. "The dock's slippery." "Or maybe you just don't know how to walk." His mouth curved into the most insufferable smirk. I lu always insult people you just met?" "Only when they almost knock me into a lake." He looked completely unbothered,