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“You only just noticed? Your headisin the clouds tonight.” He gave a nervous smile. “But, yeah, I wear glasses for reading sometimes. I’m always forgetting them though.”

“Uh-huh.” Man, even I sounded completely captivated by him right now. I’d only just noticed the glasses, but their power was getting to me already.

He frowned at my response. “You think I look silly.”

He went to remove them, but I lifted a hand in complaint. “Don’t…”

He paused, lightly grasping the side of the frame between his finger and thumb.

“I like the glasses,” I said.

He dropped his hand and tilted his head to the side as he watched me. “I can’t tell if you’re making fun of me.”

“I’m definitely not.”

“Sawyer says I look stupid in them.”

“I’m sure he’s just jealous.”

“I don’t think so. I’m pretty sure he needs glasses too, but he refuses to get them.”

It was probably a good thing Sawyer didn’t also have glasses. I couldn’t even begin to imagine the kind of damage the twins would inflict on girls’ hearts if they both walked around the school looking like young blond versions of Clark Kent.

“Well, I think the glasses look great.”

He slowly gave me a smile and shifted slightly closer to me. “Really?”

I nodded, not quite able to find my words now that he was sitting so close. We were at a desk in the main section of the library, and there were enough students around that there was no way Wes was going to kiss me again. It didn’t stop my eyes from dropping to his lips though. Ever since I’d told him we were never kissing again, it was all I’d been able to think about, especially when he was around. Things felt so much better when he kissed me, would it really be so bad if I gave in to the temptation again?

I think Wes might have been thinking the same thing because his lips were only inches from mine. I hadn’t even seen him move. Or had I been the one that moved? One small kiss in the library wasn’t all that bad, was it?

A cough sounded behind us, and we both jerked backward, my cheeks flaming bright red. I turned to find the crotchety, old librarian frowning down at us. “You two. No funny business in the library,” she hissed.

I swallowed and quickly nodded. Wes and I responded at the same time, “Yes, Miss Davis.”

She lifted an eyebrow, and I quickly turned back to my homework, focusing on it until she moved away. As soon as she was out of earshot, Wes and I burst into hushed laughter, making the whole table next to us turn and shoot us curious looks. I tried my best to ignore them. I’d already overheard them gossiping about Wes and me this evening. People needed to mind their own business.

“That was close,” Wes said.

“Was it?” I turned to him. “I had no intention of partaking in any funny business in the library…”

He gave me a smile. “Sure, you didn’t.”

“I didn’t.”

“No one would blame you if you did. You do find me irresistible in my glasses, after all.”

“I didn’t say you were irresistible.”

“Your lips might not have, but your eyes did.” He gave me a cheeky grin. “And knowing how much you like the glasses, I’m thinking I should be more responsible with my eyesight and wear them more often.”

“I mean, if you want girls throwing themselves at you in the corridor, then go right ahead.”

“There’s only one girl I want throwing herself at me…”

My cheeks flushed as I glanced away. Wes was doing a terrible job at sticking within the friend zone. Ever since we’d kissed, the border of the zone had become blurry, and he’d been dancing right across it far too frequently this week.

The thing was, I didn’t hate it when he flirted with me. In fact, I quite liked it. It was easy and fun, and Wes always managed to make me smile. It didn’t hurt that he was gorgeous either.