"Foster, you don't have to take care of me."

"Maybe I just like you," she said—then realized how that sounded. "I'm just...worried about you."

Keefe stepped closer. "I know. It's one of the things I like about you."

Her stomach filled with fluttering things, with flitted around even more when she noticed how close they were now standing. The toes of their boots were almost touching and his breath felt warm on her cheeks.

Someone cleared their throat, reminding them that they weren't alone. When Sophie turned, she found Grady glaring and Edaline smiling that goofy smile again. She couldn't decide which was worse.

—Shannon Messenger-Neverseen-page 654