How do you feel when I smile at you?” he asked – and then he did smile at her, just a little. Not like myself, Cath thought. “Like an idiot,” she said softly. “And I never want it to stop.
How do you feel when I smile at you?” he asked –
How do you feel when I smile at you?” he asked – and then he did smile at her, just a little. Not like myself, Cath thought. “Like an idiot,” she said softly. “And I never want it to stop.
