“No, I worded that poorly. I meant before now.” My ears burned, but I forced myself to look him in the eyes. “I feel that way about you too, Jugs. I—I like you. Very, very much. Romantically.” “R-really?” he breathed, gazing at me. I nodded, unable to stop myself from staring at his mouth. “And I would… I would like to do the kiss. To press our mouths together.”
