“What’s wrong?” I comb my fingers through his damp hair, confused by the way he’s suddenly come to a halt. “I’m a mess over you,” he murmurs. “You don’t even seem to realize it.” My throat pulls tight at his unexpected confession. “Based on how I rushed out of the pool earlier, I’m not exactly the picture of stability.” Nash lifts his head, and when our gazes meet, my heart thumps against my ribs. “You don’t need to worry about other girls, Vi. I want you so bad I can’t fucking see straight.” “You’ve got me now.” In truth, he’s had me all along. “Yeah.” He grins, lowering his mouth to mine. “I
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