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Love isn’t all we need—love is all there is.
I had stood up in front of a crowd and performed, and it had gone fine. Nothing horrible had happened, and I’d gotten through it. But bigger than that, I had kissed a stranger. My pulse started to pick up a little as I flashed back to the pantry, to Benji’s hands in my hair. I had kissed someone tonight, which I certainly had not been expecting to do. Not that I wanted to make a regular practice of kissing Collins’s relatives in dark pantries, but for just a moment, it had made me feel brave
He laughed softly and shook his head, and I leaned back to be able to look at his face, which was close to mine, closer than it had ever been. “What?”
“Just . . . you,” he said after a moment, with a faint smile. “Crashing a wedding.”
“Your idea.”
“I know,” Frank said. “But I was just thinking about that first night at the Orchard.”
“What about it?” I asked. I was trying to focus on having a conversation with Frank, and trying not to think about how close together we were, that he was touching my waist, that he was holding my hand.
“You just seemed so . . . diminished,” he said after a moment. “Like you were hoping nobody would see you.”
I kept my eyes on his, not letting myself look away. “And now?”
He looked right back at me as he gave me a half smile. “You’re the brightest thing in the room,” he said. He lifted his hand from my waist, and slowly, carefully brushed a stray lock of hair from my cheek. “You shine.”
My breath caught in my throat. People said those kinds of things about Sloane—not about me.
“What?” Frank asked, his eyes on mine.
“Just . . .” I took a shaky breath. “Nobody’s ever said something like that to me.”
“Then they don’t see what I see,” he said. I looked into Frank’s eyes and knew, without a doubt, that he meant every word. I started to say something when the chorus kicked in and Frank moved closer to me.
“Just . . . you,” he said after a moment, with a faint smile. “Crashing a wedding.”
“Your idea.”
“I know,” Frank said. “But I was just thinking about that first night at the Orchard.”
“What about it?” I asked. I was trying to focus on having a conversation with Frank, and trying not to think about how close together we were, that he was touching my waist, that he was holding my hand.
“You just seemed so . . . diminished,” he said after a moment. “Like you were hoping nobody would see you.”
I kept my eyes on his, not letting myself look away. “And now?”
He looked right back at me as he gave me a half smile. “You’re the brightest thing in the room,” he said. He lifted his hand from my waist, and slowly, carefully brushed a stray lock of hair from my cheek. “You shine.”
My breath caught in my throat. People said those kinds of things about Sloane—not about me.
“What?” Frank asked, his eyes on mine.
“Just . . .” I took a shaky breath. “Nobody’s ever said something like that to me.”
“Then they don’t see what I see,” he said. I looked into Frank’s eyes and knew, without a doubt, that he meant every word. I started to say something when the chorus kicked in and Frank moved closer to me.
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