“It’s cute you think I’m going to be able to manage any productivity on the sidelines while I’m scrolling all the way back to our first interaction,” he says. “I have a screenshot,” I blurt out, and Reid lifts an eyebrow. “I took a screenshot of the first time we interacted. I was afraid I was being too mean to you, but then you matched my energy and…” I bite back a smile. “Shit. We were inevitable all along, weren’t we?” “Yeah.” He kisses me, and the fans watching us whistle and cat call. “I think we were.”
