For a brief fraction of a moment, while her teeth collide with Jay’s, she is angry. Because yes, he should have told her the truth four years ago so then they could have been doing this all that time instead of secretly wanting each other from afar. But her anger fades as quickly as it arrived, replaced by an inability to breathe and an uncertainty she actually needs to breathe. Jay tastes like toothpaste, and he feels like a Lead Hunter with a nightmare curse throbbing inside his veins. Which apparently Winnie is very into.
