Maybe there was no such thing as innocent flirting.
S.C. StephensHe frowned again. “Don’t you like this…being with me? Even…just a little?
S.C. StephensThis was supposed to be innocent, Kellan!” I spat at him angrily.
“We were never innocent, Kiera. How naïve are you?
I love you so much for putting up with your crappy job to stay here with me.”
“I would put up with much worse to stay here with you.
I spent that whole damn day wandering around the city trying to figure out how to tell how much I loved you without sounding like an idiot.
S.C. StephensBut this… Stop fighting, Kiera. Just say you want this. Tell me you want me…like I want you. I already know you do…
S.C. StephensWell, it was stupid…you could have been seriously hurt, Kellan.”
“Better me than you, Kiera,” he whispered.
This,” he ran a finger down my lips lightly, as more tears fell on my cheeks, “…is over.
S.C. StephensI’m in love with you,” he whispered, searching my eyes. He looked very pale and very scared, and a little…hopeful.
S.C. StephensIt was nearly instant. I think I started falling for you, the moment you shook my hand.
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