“Do you think she’d like it?”
I stared at the photo on Roan’s screen. He was showing me a custom portrait that he painted of Autumn’s parakeet. When I looked at the worry on his face, I grinned. He was just so adorable.
“Like it? I believe she’s going to love it, Roan. 100%.”
“You’re not just saying that to make me feel better, are you? I know I'm not as talented at art as the two of you…”
I wouldn’t let him discredit himself and interjected, “But you did your best and it shows! It’s beautiful, Roan. When are you going to give this to her?”
“This summer break. On her birthday.”
My grin grew wider. “And maybe you could also add a confession?”
He barked a laugh and his ears turned red. “Yeah,” he said. “Maybe.”
I couldn’t believe the flustered guy beside me unnerved me earlier when h
