Page 153 of Crew Princess

Cross sighed, separating from me. “It’s going to be a long night.”

It would. I patted his chest. “But hey, we have another party to look forward to at the end of the summer. Early screening of the documentary. Can’t wait for that.” I was being sarcastic and cheerful and yep, totally faking it here.

Cross’ eyes widened in mock horror. “Who are you, and what have you done with my girlfriend?”

I laughed. “Didn’t you know? That bitch graduated high school. She’s long gone by now.”

We moved to head out, and Cross ran a hand down my back. He leaned in, kissing the side of my forehead. “Never change, will ya? I really love this Bren.”

I leaned into him, my insides warming and melting. “What are you talking about? I am changing.”

“No.” He stopped me, suddenly serious. “You’re just removing some of the baggage, and the real you is coming out. You’re brighter, shinier, and you’re starting to glow, but you’re still Bren.” His eyes darkened. “I really need you right now.”

My throat swelled, and I whispered, “I’ll always need you.”

He leaned down, and his lips found mine.

We stayed in Heather’s office a bit longer.