I’ve been drinking, all right? Your skin was three inches
from my face, and you’re beautiful, and you smell fucking
awesome when you sweat. I kissed you! I’m sorry! Get over
yourself!”
His excuse made the corners of my mouth turn up.
“You think I’m beautiful?”
He frowned with disgust. “You’re gorgeous and you
know it. What are you smiling about?”
I tried to quell my amusement to no avail. “Nothing.
Let’s go.

Author: Jamie McGuire