Jess is here and he wants in my room, but he's still dressed in what he wore to the ball which means he came straight here after the ball. He looks really good I don't know if I told him that or not tonight.
"You looked very nice tonight Bree." Apparently he was going to beat me to the complimenting portion of the night.
"You did too." Really brain that's the only thing you could come up with?
"Bree your father talked to me just now."
"Oh what about?" I know what the talk was about my father just before the ball had wanted to have the same talk to me.
He steps toward the door shuts it and walks over to me.
"You know what it was about don't you." I gulp and nod, his voice was so deep and rough, but it had just the right amount of softness to it. "That's what I thought. I like you Bree." He pauses, did he really just say that? Did I really just hear the sentence that I have been wanting to hear for months?
"Do you like me?" softly spoken as he tilts my head up to look into my eyes. Again all I can seem to do is gulp and nod. He breathes a sigh of relief before gently cupping my head in between his hands.
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