I wish that had deterred me from falling in love with Luca. Sadly, when I found out, I was already too far in. That’s the scary thing about love. It blurs the lines of right and wrong. You choose to ignore what you should question because it’s dangerous and thrilling at the same time. “How long have you been back?” I demand. He walks up the three stairs and closes the distance between us, forcing me to look up at him even though he stands on the step below me. He hates people looking down on him for any reason. “An hour.” He cups my face with his large hand, and my breathing quickens as warmth
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