“Well, you had better be as good as you’ve said. You’ve kinda built yourself up, Dean,” she joked, and I laughed out loud. Bonnie froze, shock engulfing her pretty face. My humor dropped. “What’s wrong?” “You laughed.” A wide smile pulled on her lips. “Cromwell brooder-of-the-century Dean actually laughed.” She closed her eyes, making my heart fucking melt. “And it was bright yellow.” She opened her eyes. “Like the sun.” “You got synesthesia now?” “No. But I don’t need it. When you laughed…” She nudged my arm. “It illuminated the room.”
