He grins broadly. “The one where you called me your celebrity crush—” “I didn’t—” “And jumped off the shed into the pool to ‘feel something.’ ” “I—” The words don’t make it out this time. I shake my head as my cheeks heat. “God, that’s so horribly embarrassing—” “No.” He cuts me off with a quick press of his lips to mine. Then another, much slower and softer. Keeping our foreheads pressed together, he continues. “I jumped with you, and when we were in the water together, you told me that you thought I’d be really easy to love.” My eyes pull from their locked spot between his pecs, meeting the
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