Chapter Twenty Four

"I love your glasses, though you still look good without them."

Will stared at her.

"You really think so?"

She nodded.

His heart surged.

"Thanks."

They were walking by the road, side by side. He'd told her he loved her a few days ago but he felt the great need to tell her again.

They got to her apartment but he didn't want to leave. He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. The moon was out that night and the sky was so beautiful.

But even the night couldn't dim her beauty. He just couldn't take his eyes off of her.

"So, I'll see you tomorrow?"

He would have work and she would continue her job hunt but he wanted to spend all his free time with her. Anyone could tell that he didn't want to leave yet. He was such a sucker. He'd fallen so fast and so hard—but he couldn't help it, there was just something about Hope that made him feel himself, happy. He wanted that, no needed that.