“I think I’m starting to fall for you.” I’d whispered the words, but by the hitch in Brax’s breathing, I knew he’d heard them. He squeezed me closer. “That’s okay. I fell for you when I was twelve and you barely knew I existed. I knew you were it for me way back then and it hasn’t changed. Every time I thought about dating someone, I thought of you, and they never compared.”
