Page 94 of Single Teddy
“But you’re right. He’s already so much better. All thanks to you.”
He huffed.
“Thanks to me? I did nothing. It’s all you.”
I shrugged.
“But if you hadn’t helped me, we’d still be stuck at the lodge and struggling to connect.”
“You’d have figured it out eventually.” Wesley leaned his head on his shoulder as he turned to me, and he looked freaking adorable like that. And so perfectly kissable. But I had to restrain myself.
“If you say so,” I mumbled and slipped my fingers through his.
Wesley glanced down and then toward Bear, but he was too busy having a good time to notice.
“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” I asked him.
“What? Holding your hand in secret? I think I’ll survive,” he replied.
“That’s not what I meant. I mean, going out like this, with Bear and everything.”
Wesley glared at me for a moment before he said, “Areyouokay with this?”
I nodded. “Of course.”
“Then so am I. You’re a package deal,” he said.
I squeezed his hand and licked my lips.
“So…” I started, and he glanced at me. “Are we…dating?”
Wesley pursed his lips from side to side.
“I think so. Are you okay with that? Or do you want to keep it casual?”
I couldn’t have shaken my head faster.
“No. I want to date you.”
“Good.” He smiled, looking into my eyes, and he jumped, his eyes going wide. “Shoot. I probably need to tell the school.”
“Tell the school what?”
“That we’re dating.”
“You do?”
He nodded. “I do. Otherwise, I could get in trouble. They’ll probably reassign Bear to a different teacher, and?—”
“You can’t tell them,” I said, putting my hand on his chest. “You can’t.”
“What? Why?”
“Bear loves you. He’s used to you. If they change his teacher, he might regress again.”
Wesley pressed his lips together and breathed in and out.
“If the school finds out?—”
