“I might be?” Megan suggested, smiling again; still hesitant, but definitely getting a bit more confident. “Or maybe I’m just saying it until I make a really big one, like turn our bedroom pink? Or get Gumdrop a brother?” Megan suggested. She was supposed to still be mad at him, but how could she? Not when he smiled at her like that, and his hand ran down her side like that. “I’m not perfect either, Justin.” But I might just be perfect for you.