Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 95559 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 478(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95559 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 478(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
I turn his head back to me and look intently in his eyes.
“Being clichéd is who we are right now, Ky. You, with your tortured-hero look. Me, falling for the broody, silent type. All the sexual tension between us. My nasty ex. The breaking up and making up. Those clichés have made us everything we are. They’re everything we need to be at this moment, so we can develop our own clichés in time. And besides, in striving for originality all of the time, we tend to forget there’s nothing wrong with a red rose, or a love note, or finding ‘our song’.”
I kiss him again, before continuing. “I love you too, Ky. I always will.” We continue our kisses as our cart lowers and the attendant has to clear his throat to bring us back to earth. As we step off the ride and collect Eunice, Kyler points toward the popcorn stand.
“Is that Millie?” he asks.
I look in the direction of where he’s pointing and sure enough it is—and she’s not alone. “Yes, it is. And she’s being very friendly with someone who is very much not Nolan.”
“Huh,” Kyler comments, “guess that means they’re definitely not a thing.”
I take one more look at Millie and Not-Nolan. Yes, they look cozy, but it also looks like it’s one-sided. The expression on Millie’s face shows me the affection is not completely reciprocated. I guess I’ll need to get the low-down on whatever is going on later.
Kyler and I make our way to the car, holding Eunice between us. As far as grand gestures of love go, today’s have been successful. But even if it wasn’t and it turned out Kyler hated the fair, I’m safe in the knowledge we have a lifetime of grand gestures ahead of us and, clichéd or not, I’m excited to explore them all.