She laughed, though it was a nervous sound. “How can you still trust me? After everything?” “We’ve got nothing else to lie about, right? You’re Nightmare. I’m the Sentinel. Ace Anarchy is your uncle. You and I might be archenemies. And yet…” He shrugged, a little hapless. “Somehow, I still want to kiss you.” Her skin tingled. “You do?” “As much as ever.” And then, he did.
