“Do you regret last night?” I blurt. “No, but…” He exhales and sticks his hands in his jeans. “Ava, I really want this thing we have, but maybe we’re moving too fast.” Moving too fast? After last night? My chest feels tight. “Is this…a brushoff?” He closes his eyes. “Please, don’t ever think that. I just need a minute to breathe.” He scrubs his face. “Dane needs me, and there’s a lot going on right now.” A minute to breathe? Is he…is he trying to destroy my heart?
