His response brought a smile to her lips. Was it really possible that they had both been doing the same thing? That just like her, his many--at least in her opinion--other girls were a failed attempt at getting over her? That like her, he pictured her when snogging someone else? She pursed her lips together gently, glancing over at him again. "You know, you're really cute when you're embarrassed," she told him. She'd never thought she'd use cute to describe him. But right now, that was exactly what he was.