““I looked at the ground and the dark, drizzling sky and pretty much anyplace that wasn't her. "I like you. A lot." When I finally glanced at her, my face was hot and it was hard to keep looking. She squinted up at me. Then she crossed her arms. "This is a really inappropriate place to be having this conversation." "I know. I like you anyway." Saying it a third time was like breaking some kind of spell. Her face went soft and far away. "Don't say that unless you mean it." "I don't say anything I don't mean.””
