Sam laughed, a funny, self-deprecating laugh. "You did read a lot. And spent too much time just inside the kitchen window, where I couldn't see you very well."
"And not enough time mostly naked in front of my bedroom window?" I teased.
Sam turned bright red. "That," he said, "is so not the point of this conversation.
If my like for you was a football crowd, you’d be deaf ’cause of the roar. And if my like for you was a boxer, there’d be a dead guy lying on the floor. And if my like for you was sugar, you’d lose your teeth before you were twenty. And if my like for you was money, let’s just say you’d be spending plenty.
Shut up," Daniel said, but he said it softly and so tenderly that Luce suprised both of them by obeying.
"I don't think you're stupid."
He closed his eyes "I think you're the smartest person I know. And the kindest. And..."
he swallowed, opening his eyes to look directly at her - "the most beautiful.