“You should start training again. You could be really good.” I can’t stop the smile that spreads across my face, even if I try. I do try to bite it back, but it’s no use. “Why are you trying to hide your smile?” he asks, that half smile of his own tugging at his lips. “I’ve just never heard that before. It’s nice,” I say softly, cringing at how insecure I sound. His hand reaches out to my cheek, cupping it tentatively, like he’s giving me space to pull away. Yeah, like that’ll happen. I lean into his touch and his thumb pulls at my lip, freeing it from my teeth. “You should hear it more.”
