"Hey," I say, suddenly shy."Hey."
Griffin still has that goofy grin on his face that tells me he's just as excited and nervous and happy as I am. Standing there in a pair of dark jeans and a water-blue shirt that makes his bright blue eyes totally glow, even in the fading light of dusk, he looks like my picture before boyfriend.
"You look very handsome," I say, stepping closer.
He doesn't look away from my eyes as he says, "You look breathtaking."
I blush, not used to those kinds of compliments. Gee, Phoebe, you run fast, yes. But never, breathtaking. My eyes dart nervously around.
"I'm wearing a skirt," I say stupidly, twisting one leg out to the side.
His bright blue eyes flick down and then right back up. He smiles. "So I see."
"And glitter." I gesture at my eyes. "Nicole put glitter on my--"
"Phoebe."
My eyes widen. "Yeah?"
Closing the two step gap between us, Griffin takes my hand and sets his gift in my palm. His warm hand still holding mine, he dips his head, looks in my eyes, and says, "Happy Valentine's Day."
For some silly--girly--reason, that makes my eyes water.
"Happy Valentine's Day," I whisper back, pulling my gift for Griffin out of the tennis ball pocket of my skirt. I hold it out and say, "You first.
Tune in tomorrow to find out what happens next. [Part 5]
Hugs,
TLC
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