Ichabod & Penelope

He rested his chin on the top of my head, his breath blowing through my hair. "Georgia's a nice name," he said. "But you'll always be Penelope to me."

Georgia Davis didn't know the boy standing there, or why moments later when he asked to kiss her she said yes. Kiss a complete stranger? Who does that?

Yet the most amazing kiss she's ever had then becomes a first date with an agreement to forget their real names. Really it makes no sense. Except somewhere deep inside, for one evening, it just ...