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.