Nikki Steele

“Why do you keep looking down?” he whispered. Because I’m afraid if I look at you I’ll melt, right here. Because nobody’s ever treated me like this before—like they want me, like I’m pretty, like I’m special. Because I’m afraid that if I look at you, I’ll fall for you. “I don’t know. I guess I’m shy.” I was blushing again, I knew.”
― Nikki Steele, A Song For One