CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
For a second I stared at him, trying to gauge whether this was some of sick prank but even his face held a shocked expression. Did he just say he wanted us to be more than friends?
“f**k!” He cussed, running a hand through his dark mop of hair.
“Y-you want us to be more than just being best friends?” My voice was a little bit shaky, my mind hazy as I absorbed his words. The fact that I had not seen all this coming was making my heart ram so fast in my chest. It was difficult to keep track of all my emotions right now.
“I’ve wanted to be more than just friends since the first time I laid my eyes on you munchkin. You were tipsy, dancing at that party like nobody was watching and there had been nothing that I wanted more than to have you. I never wanted to be
