A blush comes onto my cheeks. “You kissed me back,” I retort, and she nods while biting her lip; my eyes drop to them.
“Wait.You kissed me?” Her dazed expression drops and the obvious overthinking begins. I wrap a hand around her cheek, wanting her to see the truth in my eyes.
“I kissed you because I wanted to, Freckles. I kissed you because I’ve been waitingyearsto do that,” I confess, and she gasps. “I was driving back home tonight, and I thought about you, naturally. Ithought about us, how we decided to give our friendship another chance, but I don’t want that.I want us to be more than that.I always have.” I look at her, and her mouth hangs open in shock, and I put my hand under her chin, closing it. “Please say something,” I mutter, defeat coming over me.
This is it. The day I’d dreaded since I realized I was in love with Bianca.
“I’ve always wanted that too, Liam.” My head snaps up and my mouth spreads in a wide grin. She smiles back and I lean my forehead against hers again.
This whole time, she’s wanted me too?
“Freckles, you have no idea how long I’ve waited for you to say that,” I say while rubbing my thumbs over her knuckles. She blushes. I look into her enchanting eyes and feel myself being pulled in.
“That was my first kiss,” she mumbles, and my eyes widen at the confession.
“I’m your first kiss?”
“Yeah. I’m sorry if it wasn’t good or anything. I prom—” I press a quick kiss to her lips, shutting her up.
“Freckles, if you had kissed me better than you did, I would’ve had a heart attack,” I truthfully say, and she giggles. The sound flows through my ears, making the swarm of butterflies attack my insides. Though, they stop in their tracks when my phone buzzes, the vibration unique to Mom; she’s probably asking where I am. Bianca glances up at me, her face drops slightly, and I suddenly wish that I didn’t have to go home.
Do I live five minutes away? Yes.
Can I see her tomorrow?Yes.
But do I wanna spend the rest of the night with her right now? Heckyes.
“I have to go,” I mutter reluctantly as I link my hands with hers. She takes a deep breath while I look at her. “I just don’t want to.” She gives me a shy smile before her face lights up. “What, Freckles? I know that face.”
She giggles and gets close to me, our lips a millimeter apart. I want to push our lips together for the third time, but she pulls back when I lean in more.
“What if you left tomorrow morning?” she asks, and I mull over the idea.
Technically, I could text Mom I’ll be home soon and she’ll fall asleep eventually. Plus, leaving Bianca right now sounds like downright torture.
“And where would I stay?”
She blushes and then motions with her head inside, and surprise washes over me. She smiles, biting her lip.
“Your Mom and Josh will see my car, gorgeous.” She frowns at that, her slight blush glowing deeper, probably due to the pet name. She stands there pursing her lips in thought and I think about it too.
“Got it. Park at the little playground we hung out at the other day, and then we’ll get it in the morning.” I look at her in disbelief and she pouts at me.
“The things I would do for you,” I whisper while kissing her forehead.
I follow through with the plan. It’s so funny to think that a month or so ago, we wanted nothing to do with each other. And now? I bite my lip as my head swarms with thoughts of Bianca, and I lock the car before making my way back to her house. On the way, there’s a patch of small daisies growing along the sidewalk, and I smile at the memories I’ve had with these flowers. Picking one, I continue my way back home.
Home to her.
“Hi,” she says, color flushing her skin, and mine heats up as well. She smiles at me, and I hop onto the ledge, my heart speeding up more than usual.
This girl is gonna be the death of me.
I tuck the daisy behind her ear and rub her cheekbone. “You know, a guy usually doesn’t go into a girl’s room until later on.”
Getting closer, she wraps her hand around my tie, pulling me in, and I bite my lip at her cheekiness.
“It’s later on.”
