“Can I ask you a question?” Crew nods, turning in his seat so he’s facing me more fully. “Did you do this for me? This trip to Vermont? Or for yourself?” He reaches for me, his hand landing on my cheek, his fingers stroking my skin, leaving me breathless. “I did it for you.” I blink at him, my eyes wanting to fill with tears, though I don’t know why. “I did it for us,” he admits. Just before he kisses me.
Awwwww
