I toss my hair over my shoulder. “What if I am?”
He thinks about it, rubbing his chin.
“You’re the one who offered me a bribe. Don’t judge me for accepting it,” I grumble.
He chuckles.
I giggle.
Gunner takes the necklace out of the box and leans in to fasten it around my neck. He’s close enough that I can inhale the woodsy scent of his cologne mixed with the fragrance of the wildflowers growing by the fence.
Gunner Kinsey likes me.
And, against all odds, I like him too.
And now we’re dating.
Like… forreal.
“How does it look?” I ask when he leans back and gives me a soft, affectionate once over.
“Beautiful.”
I blush.
He cradles my face and gives me a gentle kiss on my temple.
A giddy rush of emotions flows over me and I look up at him. “When did you start liking me?”
He tucks his bottom lip into his mouth, thinking it over. “That’s a secret.”
I narrow my eyes.
He gives me a pleased look. “When did you start likingme?”
“Well, I’m not telling you now.”
His laughter is soft but joyful. “Typical Rebel. Always so…”
“Petty?” I supply.
He scrubs a thumb over my cheek. “Competitive.”
“Same difference.”
I laugh, but then I remember how he totally abandoned me before he left for the away games and I shove him.
He stumbles back, his eyebrows raised.
“If you felt this way, why’d you ghost me before you left town?” I frown.
Gunner glances down. “I’m sorry.”
“I don’t need the apology. I want to understand why.”
He looks at me, unrest in his eyes. “I give you my word, Rebel. I’ll tell you everything when it’s over but… not right now.”
I blink in confusion.