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“I was just thinking how roaned, covering hed

“But you didn’t know, so what’s the point in thinking back?”

“Because I’m still embarrassed,” I admitted “Twelve years later, and I’h anything has changed Around you, I still feel like that tongue-tied scrawny kid”

Why was I telling her this?

“Maybe you should have told s for you, too but was too shy to do anything about it” She toyed with a loose thread hanging off the sofa

God don’t tell hts…

“You didn’t see hed and peeked at me, her cheeks red

“Well I kneas never going to see you again So what did it ain,” She uarded “I’lad I’m here, Coop”

I reached out,the velvety soft skin of her hand “Me too,” I adh to make a move

The intercood our food chose that very moment to arrive

“I’ll get it,” I said, juet to the door fast enough

I tookback into the living roo down on the sofa, I pulled the coffee table closer to us and began to unpack the cartons of food I let her choose first—honey chicken—before I picked up the beef satay for myself

We watched the TV in silence as we ate Out of the corner of le with a particularly large piece of chicken

“What?” she asked, defensively

“Do you need me to cut it up for you?” I teased