"You hated me when you first met me," I point out with a smile, our noses still only centimeters apart as I graze my fingers along his high cheekbones. It's funny now, how that all went down. And, honestly, I don't think Jack ever really hated me. I was just the weakest member of the team; I was holding him back from everything he wanted to achieve and he only wanted to help me, to help the whole team get better.

I give him another kiss then, a light press of my lips against his before pulling back. "But maybe you're right. "I was still in middle school when you were goin' through all that," I tell him, my grin widening a little then. "My, you are robbin' the cradle a bit, aren't you, Mr. Zimmermann?"