" Can’t believe you’re sitting out here with me.”

My heart skipped, then sped, and I could feel the heat burning at my cheeks, the fire that had always belonged to Christopher setting up a soft glow that warmed my insides.

I wet my lips, my words grating with honesty. “I can’t believe it, either. Do you know how many times…” I trailed off, not sure I should say it aloud.

“So many that I’d thought I’d lose my mind,” he supplied, as if he was filling me in on his own truth.

A truth that perfectly matched mine. "

― A.L. Jackson , Come to Me Recklessly (Closer to You, #3)