The way he’s looking at me has me wet.

I’m barely aware of what he’s even saying, so lost in just loosing myself in this surreal moment of having a whole one-on-one conversation with Liam Martin that I’m talking on autopilot until-

“Let me get your number or something. If you won’t let me pay for the shirt, let me take you out to dinner or something instead.”

I blush bright red, feeling the heat glow through my whole body. Oh my God, Liam Martin just asked me out.

It’s like every stupid girly daydream I’ve ever had while I’m sitting in his class losing myself in watching him or...