“Tell me somethin’ I don’t know.” She blinked up at me, and those tender fingertips found the thrumming at my chest. “That I like you…too much.” My hand covered hers, pressing it close to my chest. “Think I like you too much, too.” Her smile turned somber. “We’re a mess, Jud.” “Yeah, a beautiful fucking mess, and I wanna show you what that looks like to me.”
