Mitch was smiling the kind of unreserved smile Alex hadn’t ever seen on his face. It made him look boyish and charming, but with a hint of vulnerability that didn’t surprise Alex at all. When Mitch noticed Alex watching him, he glanced away and stirred his drink with his straw, making the ice cubes clink against the glass. “Mitch, I wanted to apologize for—” “It’s fine.” “No, it’s not. What I meant to say last week is that you don’t have to pretend with me, don’t have to put up a wall. I’d like to get to know you, the real you. I’m sorry if what I said hurt you. That wasn’t my intention at
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