“Why do you not like your freckles?” His eyes fell to my cheeks. I shrugged. “I don’t know. When I was younger, people teased me about them, and I guess that made me hate them.” Leo glanced down at my neck. “I love them, especially how they continue down your neck. They give you character.” “A few give you character.” I looked at my feet. “I’m covered in them.” “Yes, I know. It’s beautiful.” He paused. “You’re beautiful.”
