I looked deep into his eyes, and wondered what he was about. His life seemed so perfect, but hey, I'm not gonna fall for any of that I'm-so-sorry-for-myself-and-I-found-the-perfect-guy crap.
"Now what did you need to tell me?" I suggested. He bit his lip like he was scared to tell me. But it wasn't a bad scared, I was sure. It was good, something he might be nervous to tell me.
"I like you, Samantha," he added. "I have since I moved here in the beginning of senior year."
I think I just gasped. Those four words he had just told me, were magical. Like some sort of spell he had put me under. I would do anything for him. But in the back of my head, I knew Paige and Cassidy were going to be mad about me 'ruining' the game. Cassidy would understand, but Paige would never forgive me for this mistake. She really wanted Wyatt. But I could care less. Wyatt just kissed me! I felt like some little kid in a candy store, just finding out that I had enough money to buy the big candy bar.
Wyatt was my candy bar. And for now . . . he was all mine. I'm not letting him go easily. There's no way. I feel the same way that he does. And it is now that I can tell him. My chance was finally here.
And after coming up with the words, I muttered "Wyatt, I wanted you to tell me that"
