“We can multitask. Plus, that was intense. I was going to cuddle you either way, so if I were you, I’d just surrender.” She smiles. “What makes you think I’d even like it?” “I saw the book you were reading while you waited for class to start. It’s fantasy, right?” “Fantasy romance,” she says, a touch of defiance in her tone. Like she’s waiting for me to make fun of her.
