Emberflame Ridge of which she is in the middle

She had been much, much younger when she asked this; it might not even be a tactic that held up at her age now. Nevertheless, there was no other way. She had gone over each and every potential wording in her head and found all the rest inadequate. If she were more afraid that he would say 'no,' she wouldn't ask at all.

I like you, Khali, Lily said warmly, finally forcing herself to look him in the eye. I really like you. And I think--though I could be wrong; I have before--that you like me, too. Do you want to be my boyfriend?

Eep. Now came the waiting. Again, she had little to no fear of him denying her--but crazier things had happened. Could happen. She shifted awkwardly on her paws, a nervous giggle escaping her maw. She was tempted to look away again, but no--that would discredit her.