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Sebastian Miller-Callahan. Sebastian, who has been smiling at me ever since the movie theater last fall.
Sebastian, who threw a punch for me. Who the hell does that?
Even as wet as a sewer rat, Mia di Angelo is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.
Maybe I did love her. Not consciously, not completely, not in the way my brothers have given themselves to their partners—but something pretty fucking close. Maybe I mistook the way she touched me, the way she kissed me, for real affection, when it was just another mask.
I could never just be his friend, and he deserves better than me.
Ignoring how much I want to kiss him in thanks, rather than just say it.
I miss her.
I’d rather a scowl from her than a smile from anyone else.
I hide my grin behind a sip of wine, but her reaction makes butterflies erupt in my stomach.
This is reckless—but I’ve never liked being reckless more than when I’m with him.
