“Oh yeah?” Teddy said, and I stayed where I was. “How can I be sure you’re not going to change your mind, make me keep a secret for seven years, and act like you can’t stand me?” I shook my head. Teddy had laid herself bare. What I did after I’d impulsively kissed her years ago—the last time I’d done something I wanted to, probably—had stuck with her. And not in a good way. “Listen to me. I am in possession of all my mental faculties, I’m not sleepwalking, I’m not possessed, and I’m not walking away this time. Okay?” “Okay.” Teddy’s voice was quiet. I kissed her forehead before I left.
