"Sure."
"Why are you interested in me?"
"Oh. That's easy." She wipes off her hands. "The big thing is that you're a gentleman. I've worked with a few people who were less than professional and it's pretty uncomfortable."
I'll kill them.
"You can fix your face. I handled it." Whatever. "But other than that, you're ridiculously handsome and very thoughtful. So thoughtful. I'm pretty sure you haven't even noticed the little things that you've done, or you probably would have had other...um...episodes."
I frown. "Like what?"
She blushes. Oh, god. What did I do? "You always buy more food than necessary because you know I don't eat complete meals and am completely starving by the time we meet. Forcing me to eat vegetables." She scoffs, still blushing. "You always give my music a try, but you're still a hardass and won't add it to your library even if you like it. You bought my favorite pack of pens because you've noticed - "
"That you have a hard time writing with anything else but refuse to buy more because they'll be lost by your last class." I blurt out.
Grinning. " - and despite your reputation, " She quirks an eyebrow. "You're never judgmental about any of the mistakes I make."
I remember that day, it was rough. I had to fight every instinct to tell her what should have been done. So much counting.
"You're really...nice. Also...I really like when you put our hand on the small of my back when you open my door. It's never near my ass." She winks, still blushing.
I can't help it.
"I love you."