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Technically, that was true. I loved everything about Paige, even her crappy muffins. Apparently, love wasn’t just blind, it also had no sense of taste.
couldn’t help it that every time she looked at me time seemed to slow, and I was briefly transported to an alternate universe, where my deep and secret feelings for my best friend weren’t completely one-sided.
She was the girl I wanted in my life forever, and even if that was only as a friend, it would have to be enough for me.
All I could think was that I’d happily put up with terrible cooking every night for the rest of my life if it meant I could be with Paige.
“You’ve been in love with her for years.” “No, we’ve been friends for years.” “Friends?” Reed shook his head at me. “You don’t look at her like she’s just a friend.” “Of course I do.” “No, Grayson. You look at her like her like she’s everything.”
My heart was breaking for her, and in my mind I was practically screaming that I wanted her. I’d always wanted her. Maybe
“Aw, I like your personality.” She laughed lightly. “Besides, there’s something so sexy about broody guys.” “Is there now?” That was news to me, but I kept my tone casual and inquisitive, rather than shocked. My mom was always gushing about the broody love interests in her books, but no one wanted that guy in the real world, did they? It was the equivalent of choosing to go for a walk in a storm instead of on a bright, sunny day. And I knew how much Paige hated storms.
“I think if you wear that dress for a second longer, I’m going to forget we’re just friends.”
Perhaps that’s why I was so in love with her. I was like one of those stone gargoyles perched on the walls of old churches. An impenetrable statue glaring down at the world. But the second Paige shone her light on me, I shed my stony exterior and came to life.
“But somewhere along the way, you became much more to me than just my best friend. I get butterflies when you enter a room and sparks on my skin when we touch. I’m happiest when I’m with you, and when I’m sad, you’re the person I want by my side. I know you deserve so much better than me. And I don’t want to mess up what we have, but I’ve always believed our friendship can survive anything—including the fact I’ve . . .” I paused, but only for a moment. I refused to let fear take hold of me again. “I’ve fallen in love with you, Paige.”
Her kiss marked me in a permanent way, like she’d tattooed her name across my heart.
“No, Pidge. That was my first kiss too.” “But . . . What? Who?” She blinked. “How is that possible?” “Why would I kiss someone else, when I was waiting for you?”
