“Liam,” he parks the car and turns his body towards me. “I am sorry.” He seems… nervous. “I––that was not how I wanted our night to end.” “It was the best date I’ve ever been on.” He frowns in disbelief. “It was,” I assure him. “I had fun and, well,” I take a deep breath. “I just really like you. Dimples,” I add that on, grinning.
