“What is it you want from me? An apology?” He threw out his arms beneath the glittering night sky. “I’m sorry I was rude to you, Rune Winters. Even at fifteen, I was an intolerable ass.” Lowering his arms, he studied her. “Will that suffice?” “That’s not … I didn’t—” “Then why is this important?” “I don’t know!” She balled her hands into fists. “I guess it hurt. I wanted you to like me.” Rune suddenly felt more naked now than she had on the beach.
