Emma & Connor
“So, when’s the next bonfire, lover boy?”
Ethan laughed. “Yeah, maybe we’ll bring popcorn this time. Bleachers make great seats for—”
Connor shoved him, trying not to smile. “Shut up.”
Liam grinned. “Aw, come on, man. You’re different lately. Softer. Next thing you know, you’ll be writing poetry.”
Connor rolled his eyes, but the corners of his mouth betrayed him. “You guys are idiots.”
“Idiots who saw that look on your face,” Liam said. “Don’t even try to deny it.”
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