“It’s not true that nothing scares me,” I said then. “You scare me.” He let out a laugh. “I am far too lovesick to scare anybody.” I had to clarify something. “Are you lovesick?” I asked. He met my eyes. “Horribly.” “About me?” I asked, just making sure. He gave me a look like I was adorable and ridiculous and lovable, all at once. Then he nodded and got serious again. “Every single minute of every single day.”
