“His lips brushed my cheek, and I found it hard to concentrate."I lied earlier.""About what." His hands slid to my lower back."When I said you looked great? I wasn't completely honest." That was not what I expected. I turned my head the slightest and then bit back a gasp. Our mouths were centimeters apart and I thought about Brit's certainty that he would kiss me tonight. I forced my tongue to work."You don't think I look great?" "No,"he said, his expression serious as one hand followed the line of my spine, resting below the edges of my hair. He lowered his head so that his temple pressed against mine."You look beautiful tonight."My breath caught."Thank you.”