CHAPTER 60

  Caroline

  "Take this pea package and hold it against your eye," I give the package to Andrew. He is sitting on a chair in my kitchen, shirtless because his t- shirt is red from his bleeding nose.

  Jonatan punched him in the face, which wasn't smart. Out of the two, my hockey friend is the better fighter. The model boy didn't stand a chance. Sadly, Andrew has some wounds to lick now.

  "Thank you..." Andrew winces when the frozen peas connect with his skin and shudders. "It's cold..."

  I laugh at him. "What did you expect?"

  "I don't know... maybe a thank you kiss for saving your ass? It would make some of the pain go away."

  I smile down at him, thinking he is joking.

  Though, I'm now met with entirely solemn eyes and lips that look poutier since Andrew was punched in the face. It's hardly the right time, but his mouth looks so kissable.

  Andrew was always a good kisser...