His cheeks flushed and warmed slowly with yellow as she looked at him. He bit his lip and nodded, scarcely able to believe that she was saying this and really meant it. Here she was, being courted by a blue blood, and he was practically giving her to him, and she still said she wanted him.

"Are you sure you want me, not him?" he asked, his voice cracking a little. Though despite his words, his fingers curled in her hoodie, clinging a bit.