Greg cupping her face made her look him in the eyes, her breath catching in her throat. The girls had always told her she was pretty and such, but she always took it in the way her Step-Mother told her she was pretty. With a grain of salt and then some. But for Greg to say it, she knew he couldn't be lying to her, he was a lot of things but he wasn't a liar. Least he had never been with her.
But then Greg put himself down outloud and she frowned. Reaching out to run her fingers through his hair. "Greg. No. You...you're...so deserving of so much. Least. I've always thought so."