“No,” he says steadily. How is he calm? I’m dying.
“Then?”
Gruffly, “I imagined kissing you a hundred times, Nova.” Someone beside us gets proposed to. A child cries in the distance. There’s clapping, kissing, people enjoying the moment with their families.
Yet me? I’m diabolicallyfeeling. “Like,” I pull at my sleeves. “As the main chick or as an extra?”
Then he presses another hard, wanton kiss on my mouth.
Pressing our foreheads together, breathing me in, living within me.
“If there’s ever a world where I don’t choose you to be myonlywoman, consider me a stranger in my own body.”
I’m deceased.
Utterly ruined for every other man.
Dean Vuk is redefining what standards should be.
One shaky exhale later, “You’re more of the lovebird than I am, ogre.”
“Was I ever the ogre?”
I gasp. “Gasp. That’s crazy.”
“You saying gasp after gasping is crazy.”
Rolling my eyes, “God forbid a girl take the English language and make it her own kind of slang.”
“And God forbid a boy have a sense of humour.”
I choke. We stare. A blush trickles up his cheeks.
“Did you just make a stupid joke?”
“No,” Dean scowls. “I don’t joke.”
“But you justdid!” Jumping in place while pointing an accusatory finger at him. “You literally tried joking. Now you’re deflecting.”
“Can I take back liking you?” His dimple pops out.
Shaking my head, “Not possible.” I make a show of grabbing nothing and put it in my pocket. “I’ve already locked it up to show my sisters.”
I’m laughing uncontrollably now.
And he’ssmiling.
My phone starts buzzing in my pocket.
“Sorry,” I take it out. “It’s,” my brows furrow. “My best friend?”
Covering an ear, “Sunny?” I ask into the receiver.
“Don’t hate me. I tried making excuses, but she came inside while I was watching, asking me where you actually were and then she saw you on the TV and I didn’t know what to do. I tried telling her youwere an actor?—”
“Nova.”
My blood chills.