“Is that what this is? The bullshit?” I wasn’t angry, and took care not to sound that way. I just genuinely wanted to get inside her head. “Of course not. This is… me spending a summer with a pretty girl, who, if she were to decide she maybe did actually wanna act on her urge to kiss me, would be welcome to do so.” “You’re waiting,” I restated for her. “You just said life’s too short to wait around.” “I make exceptions.”
