“You’re just so in sync with each other,” I admit. “And your eyes do this thing where you follow the other’s every move.” His lips lift in a smirk at my words, and I find my own mouth mirroring his.“You’re totally in love with him aren’t you?” This time when the car stops, the look in his eyes and the smile, wide across his face, actually take my breath away. “I’ve never told anyone that before,” he breathes out, like he’s relieved to share his secret. “I hate to burst your bubble, but you didn’t tell me, I guessed.” Playfully, he shoves my arm. “Shut up.”
