“No, Iris,” Christian says, grabbing my arms and pulling me back, smiling and shaking his head at me. “Did you seriously not know?”
“Know what?” I ask, going still.
“Iris, I had it so bad for you –“ he says, laughing sheepishly, shaking his head like it’s incredible. “I had the world’s biggest crush – I was so obsessed with you –“
“You were!?” I squeak, shocked breathless. I gape at him, disbelieving.
He nods vehemently. “You were so pretty, and so sweet –“
I burst into embarrassed laughter, tucking my face against his chest again, my toes curling with joy.
“I did everything I could to see you all the time,” he murmurs, wrapping his arms around me and holding me close. “I was like, obsessed – I always had to make Damon let you hang out with us, but it was so hard not letting him fig
