“You think that’s funny?” he says sadly. “No, I was thinking it’s a damn shame you didn’t put everything you just said into the poem you wrote me.” A tentative smile lifts his mouth. “You liked that, huh?” “I loved it.” My heart constricts. “I love you.” The smile widens. “Even after I acted like a stupid jackass today?” “Yep.” “Even though I’ll probably act like a stupid jackass again?
