He had no clue when he started liking her.
All he knew was that every time he looked at Leslie now, his heart thumped like crazy.
She was something else-face thicker than a wall. Always throwing around "like" and "love" like it was nothing.
Broderick didn't respond to her earlier words, just walked over and sat down next to her, asking, "Hungry? What do you wanna eat for lunch?"
Leslie looked at him, stunned. Since when did this guy switch personalities?
"I can pick whatever?"
Her mood instantly brightened. That grin of hers spread fast-typical 'give her an inch, she'll take a mile' kind of person.
Broderick nodded.
"I wanna eat... you~"
She dragged out the last word on purpose, and it hit him like a truck.
In a flash, Broderick leaned in, his hands on eithe
