"I'm like an onion, okay?" "What?" "I have layers and- and I don't want you to get hurt." "Did you just quote Shrek?" "I don't know? Maybe- why are you laughing?" His eyes were doing the crinkling thing and his lips lifted upwards, his one dimple coming into view. It's so genuinely sweet that an unexpected warmth rushes through me, and I want him to keep smiling. His smile is a ray of sunshine, and I am a sunburn.All Rights Reserved