“God, you have the prettiest damn smile I’ve ever seen, you know that?” I stopped laughing, but the smile stayed firmly on my face as I ducked my head, unable to look him in the eye. “Prettier than sunsets over the mountaintops, or dew on grass, or the lake my dad took us to when we were little.” Trent swallowed, and I stared at the stubble that decorated his jawline, embarrassed—and happier than I’d been my entire life. “If I could bottle it up like sunshine I would. Put it on my mantel and save it for a rainy day when I need it the most.” “Or you could ask me to smile for you?” I offered,
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