I heard Collins swallow. “It’s not just one-sided.” I brought my hand to the side of her face and lowered my forehead to hers. “I know,” I whispered. “I know, Collins.” I felt Collins’s hand in my shirt, and I used my other hand to pull the blanket tighter around us. “Do we still have an audience?” Collins pulled away from me to look around the apartment. “No, not anymore,” she said. “Why?” “Because I’m going to kiss you now,”
