"I have a confession," he said softly. "Oh no," I sighed. "It's not about the gloves is it?" "No," he grinned, and gave me a quick peck on the lips. "I've seriously been crushing on you for about three years." "Really?" I was genuinely surprised. His asking me out a few times never equated to a crush to me. I knew he probably liked me a little, but I didn't think he had a crush on me. "Okay, maybe more than crushing. I'm pretty sure I've had some pretty strong feelings for you for a long time."