“Maybe he didn’t see anything.” Wesley shakes his head, amused. “Even if he didn’t, I’m sure he can figure it out. I’m sure it was written all over my face.” “Yeah? What do you think was written there?” I know I’m pushing it, and I normally wouldn’t be this brave, but I feel reckless and full of adrenaline in a way that feels so unfamiliar to me. “Oh, I don’t know. Probably something along the lines of, ‘I just kissed possibly the smartest, cutest girl I know and am trying my hardest to act cool about it.’” He pretends to ponder for a moment and then adds, “Or maybe it said, ‘Thank God this
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