“Let’s talk about us.”

It was as if Cory’s life flashed before his eyes. The past few months seemed like forever, and today was moving at light speed.

He gulped. This was it. The moment he’d been both dreaming about and dreading. “Us?”

Daphne looked down into her cup, which made him even more nervous. “I was thinking about it last night, and I hope this isn’t being too forward, but I really like you.”

Her face turned a bit pink, and he hoped it was because she was thinking about the same thing that flashed through his mind—the short kiss they’d shared before they were so rudely interrupted.

“I hope you feel the same way, so I want to ask you where you want to go with our relationship.” She looked up at him. “We do have a relationship, don’t we?”