"You could've just told me," I say, a teasing smirk making its way onto my face, "Didn't have to drive all the way out here and make some big show of it."

I don't got any experience with romantic gestures, but something about this feels kind of like one. I guess it's a good thing that I think it's funny, instead of it freaking me out.

Like I don't got enough shit to be scared shitless over.