Not until Carter crawls up my body do I realize his hands are trembling. Catching my breath, I stroke his cheek. “What’s wrong?” “I like you so much,” he blurts. “I like everything about you. Is that right? Is it okay to tell you how much I like you or am I supposed to keep it to myself? Tell you once and never talk about it again? Tell you every single day? I don’t know, Ollie; I’m new at this. All I know is I really wanted to tell you, and also, I’m super fucking terrified.” He rests his forehead against mine and breathes. When his eyes open, the fear in them tells me I’m not alone. “I don’t
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