““I really like you,” Levi whispered. She nodded and spread out her fingers. “I really like you, too.” “Say it again,” he said. She laughed. There should be a word for a laugh that ends as soon as it starts. A laugh that’s more a syllable of surprise and acknowledgment than it is anything else. Cath laughed like that, then hung her head forward, pushing her hands into his chest. “I really like you, Levi.””
