32: “I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”
Connor has never been in love before.
Connor has never been in like before, even. Not properly, or anything other than a series of episodic moments. Connor likes attributes, likes the way somebody looks, or the low way they talk, or the things that they know, secrets waiting for their lips to spill. Connor likes for a moment, and it’s never lasting, never longer than the night, and, well, Oliver changed that. Screwed his track record, screwed his head up.