“You remember me?” I croak, the words blurring together. He sniffles, cupping my cheek in his palm. “Of course, I do. How the hell could I forget?” “You’re not just saying that because I took a bullet for you, right?” “Want me to prove it to you? My first day at Leighton Bay High, you barged into me and made all my papers go flying into the air. Right from that second, I was a hundred percent yours.” He leans in, brushing his lips over mine. “I love you, Asher.”
