Page 48 of Sweetheart

Me:Hey, you ready to unveil our couple status to the world?

His reply came a few seconds later.

Sam:I was born ready.

Me:So cheesy.

Sam:Would we call that cheesy…or adorable?

Me:Annnd now, he's calling himself adorable.

Sam:You're right. I preferyour word. Stunning. Let's go with that.

I swallowed then sent him another text to keep us on track.

Me:Okay, so here's the plan. Whenwe see each other, we have to make it good. Swoon factor at 100%. Heart-eyes, romance, all that. I don't know exactly what should happen. But you have to look really happy to see me and vice versa. Got that, Bishop?

Sam:I'm always happy to see you, Kent.

I smiled.

Me:See? That's thekindathing you should save for an audience. Very sweet.

Sam:I'm not sweet.

Me:Debatable.

Sam:And hey, I thought we were going to go with the flow.

Me:We will.

Sam:Am I allowed to kiss you?

My heart flipped as I read his last text.

Six little words.

One innocent question.

There was no reason the organ in my chest should respond at all.

But it did.

Despite this, I forced myself to relax.He justwanted clarification, and that was a good thing. Icould be nonchalant and cool too.

Me:If you want.

Sam:Ok. And just so you know, you can kiss me.

I swallowed.

Sam:If you want.

Good lord, he was sexyand sweet. A lethal combination.

I sent a thumbs-up in response, then felt like an idiot, and followed it with a heart—which I immediately wondered if I should've sent.

Too late now.

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