"Why are you here, Keller? Hanging out with me? Charming me, flirting with me?" "Because I like you, Ginger." He brushes a strand of my hair off my face and tucks it behind my ear, the gesture so simple yet intimate. "Why? I'm not making it easy for you. Surely you could find someone easier." I say it softly because I don't really mean it. I don't want him to find someone easier. I want to know he's feeling as off kilter as I am right now. "I don't want someone easier. I want you. Besides, you like me too. You feel this between us. I know you do. The energy. The pull. The magic."
