Accidentally Amy

by Lynn Painter

He looked down at her, grinning up at him with maximum nose crinkle, and he knew he loved her. It didn't make a damn bit of sense, but he loved her so fucking much that it terrified him.

“You are so fucking pretty that I have a hard time not staring. Obsessively. Every second that I’m with you.”

That made him smile, the sweetest, most affectionate little grin, and he said, “I fucking love you.”

“I mean, yes. But no. Because you’re this fucking gorgeous perfect weirdo that I am obsessed with.”