“Because then maybe you could get past all the other shit and we could move forward.” She honestly could not look more confused. She’s also seriously lacking her sassy comebacks. Part of me worries I’ve broken her. “What in the world are you talking about?” I gesture between us. “This. Me and you.” I drive a hand through the air like an arrow. “Forward.” “Is there a me and you, Carter? A forward?” “I … I think so.”
