" Jess…”
“Yes?” Her voice was weak.
I cupped her jaw and cheeks, forcing her to look at me and leaving smudges on her skin. “In case you haven’t caught on yet, I’d like to take you out.”
She lifted her hands, covered one of mine and held on to the risk of the other. I was happy to see some of the rising panic recede as I continued. “I want to go to a place that serves food, where neither of us have to do the clean up or the dishes, and talk to you.”
“What do you want to talk about?”
“I don’t care, I honestly don’t. As long as I’m talking to you. "

― Penny Reid , Truth or Beard (Winston Brothers, #1)