“If I did, it was a complete accident. I wanted to see your smile; that’s why I bought you the spices. I made you frown when I said we weren’t friends, and before I fucked it up, you almost seemed happy to see me. No one looks at me like that, and I needed to get it back.” He ran a hand through his hair, pulling on the ends before staring at me again. “Keep them. Please.”
You um wanna get married
