Can't Help Falling (Sweater Weather, #3)

by Courtney Walsh

I shake my head and lift my gloves. It should be that easy. Easy as saying I like her. Easy as saying my feelings for her have changed. Why isn’t it easy?

Owen Larrabee, the least romantic person I’ve ever known, is giving me the most romantic moment of my entire life.

Realization washes over me. “You’re—” “Practical in Poughkeepsie.” He winces. My jaw goes slack. “And I’m—” “The girl I love.”

awww! how adorable.

I drive over to Book Smart and as I park, I glance down at the bouquet of no-reason sunflowers on my seat. I love bringing them to her when I know she’s not expecting it.

She nods at me, smiling with her entire body.