The doorbell rings, and I leap up from the couch before taking a deep breath in front of the door. Hazel snorts from the kitchen, where she’s on her laptop. I open the door, and he’s standing there with a barely perceptible smile, which means he’s just as excited as I am. God, he’s so tall. I’m speechless, staring up at him with a doofy grin on my face. “Hi,” I say stupidly. His cheeks are flushed from the cold. He’s wearing a green toque that brings out the color of his eyes. Maybe it’s wishful thinking, but he’s looking at me like I’m the best thing he’s ever seen. “Hi,” he says, and the low
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Why are they so freaking cute, oh my god.
