"Shut up," I murmur, my lips still brushing against his, and I wanna tell him I think he's incredible, too, but I know he'd be even less likely to accept it.

"No, I'm not." It comes across teasing, but it's not something that's easy to hear. I've heard it enough times from people that didn't mean it, people who didn't know me, that it's instinct to hear the words and think they're bullshit. Even from him.