““Don’t want people around town thinking we’re just friends or we’re just fooling around. We’re gonna see where this goes.” “We’ve had one kind-of-date, Jess. And I wouldn’t call us friends.” “Because we’re not just friends.” “I’m not dating you. I don’t even like you. Find someone else to keep you company at the café.” “You like me. Can see it in your eyes when you look at me.” “Physically, yes. But personally, you’re a jackass.” He yanked the truck to the side of the road. “What are you--” I started but Jess reached across the cab, grabbed me at the back of the neck and slammed his mouth down on mine.””
