He brushed his thumb over my other cheek. “I never lie about a pretty girl’s face. You’re carrying so much tension in yours that I have to ask: should I be worried about you?”
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You’re the emotion reader,” I said. “You tell me.”
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Michael leaned forward and brushed his lips against mine. Then he pulled back and studied my face. Whatever he saw there, he liked.
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“Thank you,” he said. “That’s all I needed to know.”
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Our mouths only touched for a second—but I felt it, electric, all the way to my toes.
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This from the boy who’d never wanted me to go to the place I’d just gone.
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if she’d been single, she would have looked.
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“Anyone ever tell you you’re cute when you’re annoyed?”
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I’ll stop trying to read your emotions if you stop trying to profile me.