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Wednesday, 5 October 2011

My Book Boyfriend: Sinjin St. Sinjin


It's my favourite time of the week - My Book Boyfriend day! MBB is hosted by the lovely Missie at The Unread Reader, and it's all about fictional boys who we want to do bad things with date. This week I decided I wouldn't mind being stranded on a island with Sinjin St. Sinjin, the British (faux) pirate captain/reality TV star of Libba Bray's Beauty Queens. I love how accepting and open-minded he is, how much he cares about Petra and his adorable, cheeky sense of humour. His knowledge of Dickens is totally hot, too. I pictured him as Ed Westwick.
Here's how he's described in the book:
"He was a broad-chested guy of twenty with long, black, wavy hair, devilish sideburns, and a wicked smile that had charmed its way through many a port... He wore breeches tucked into tall boots and a puffy white pirate's shirt unbuttoned to his navel."
Swoon-worthy Quotes

"Sinjin thought for a moment. He wasn't good with disclosure. And he had nothing to compare to Petra's tale. What if she thought he was shallow or boring? Unworthy? He wasn't used to being taken off guard, but Petra made him feel both uncomfortable and nervous at the same time... More than anyone he had ever met, he wanted her to like him. Because he really, really liked her.
'I grew up in an orphanage in London. Horrible place.'
'Really?'
Sinjin nodded. 'Mmm. Saffron Hill.'
Petra raised an eyebrow. 'Saffron... Hill?'
'Yes, Saffron Hill. And a terrible place it was. Made us work all the day, never got enough food. Mr Bumble - the headmaster - used to beat us.'
'Sounds like you had a dickens of a time.'
Sinjing glanced at Petra's impassive expression. 'Indeed, indeed. Finally, at fifteen, I couldn't take it any longer. I ran away. Lived on the streets with m' pal, Jack D-'
'Dawkins?'
'D'you know him?'
'Our mutual friend? Purely coincidental. Go on.'
Sinjin's grin spread. 'I had great expectations about how my life would go and then...'
'...Nicholas Nickleby! You fell on hard times and were living in a real bleak house.'
'Absolutely. I was totally scrooged.'"

 
"Sinjin looked her in the eyes. There was not a trace of smirk in his expression. ''I hope that real love and truth are stronger in the end than any evil or misfortune in the world.''
'David Copperfield,' Petra whispered, position her lips close to his.
'Why are you bringing magicians into it?' Sinjin said and kissed her tenderly. It was a kiss small in its ministrations but epic in its feeling."