Summer stopped in the middle of scratching her nose and eyed him equally dubiously. “Why would it scare me? Are you gonna wolf out and bite them? Cause I don’t think that would go over too well … “
“I just…I’m comfortable with you but what if I screw up? I don’t want them not to like me, Summer…” he murmured awkwardly and pursed his lips, looking a little helpless.
Rolling her eyes, she said, “If they were gonna dislike you it would’ve happened already, yeah? It’s not like I don’t talk about you. Besides, what would they dislike? You’re cute, clean, polite, intelligent … “