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My heart flutters like it used to before I remember everything that happened. Because I may have loved Rio DeLuca once, but I don’t anymore.
“Well, maybe that was the first time you were told, but I know for a fact it wasn’t the first time someone liked you.”
“Yeah, well you’re not his, so tell him to keep his hands to himself too.” Her eyes drop to my mouth. “I’m not yours either.” We’ll see. It’s the first thought that runs through my head, when I’m so used to that anger towards her being the inclination. I wet my lips, leaning in awfully close. “You sure look good in my shirt for not being mine.” “Get fucked, DeLuca.”
I smile as I open the door. “Would love to. You just let me know when and where, Hart.”
“You drive me insane, you know that?” “Hmm,” he hums. “That makes two of us, love.”
“You single, Hal?” I finally give him the long-awaited answer, nodding to tell him yes. “Good.” He takes a slow predatorial step towards me, tone sharp and leaving no room for question. “Because we aren’t fucking friends.”
“That’s what I spent the past six years trying to convince myself of too. But I’m tired of lying, Hallie. Aren’t you?” “I don’t want to want you.” “Yeah, baby.” He nudges his nose against mine. “That makes two of us.”
“Are you sure that’s not just a first-love thing?” “No, baby. It’s a last-love thing.”
Rio lifts his stick in the air, pointing it in my direction, then tucks it under his arm to form his hands into a heart. And I don’t miss the way he lets one thumb overlap past the other to create a little extra piece, not letting it connect where it should.
Swoon worthy 🤭
