"No, that's not..." He trailed off, not entirely sure where he was going with that. True, Brock could probably find something attractive and desirable about every girl he knew. Erika, though. Erika was different. He wasn't sure when he'd realized that, but sitting here with her now...he could hardly believe it.

"I mean...I just. I would have said something too, but I was worried..." Brock wasn't quite sure how to best word it. I was worried I wasn't good enough. "No, nevermind. It's not important."