“I love you too, Alex Blackwood,” she says, and it’s all the things I never knew an “I love you” could be, meeting me exactly as I am, without a single condition.
It’s coming home instead of running away.
Her hands unlock behind my neck, sliding down in between us. “Well, I guess I got the girl after all,” she says.
“See? I told you my plan would work.”
“Shut up.” She laughs and reaches out to grab the collar of my T-shirt, tugging me into another kiss.
And for once I actually do.