Chapter Fifty Two

"What?"

"You l-like me?" I ask in confusion. This couldn't possibly be reality. It's probably a dream, I convince myself.

"Yeah, I really do." He says softly, looking deep into my eyes.

"I know whatever this is, it's moving pretty fast, but I like you Erin, there's nothing false about that." He says, giving my shoulder a little squeeze.

"I-I um-"

"You don't have to say anything." He says cutting me off.

"Just know that I care about you, a lot, and you don't have to be here if you don't want to." He says and I nod slowly, trying to comprehend what he's saying.

I swear he just poured out his life history to me barely thirty seconds ago and now he's talking about how he likes me. Confusing or no?

"You wanna know something?" He asks, with a wicked smile on his face. Please do not pop in another pickup line....