“Si.” I push his name out, and my chest rises and falls with upheaving breaths. “Ask me again if I’m sorry you and Vashti broke up.” His eyes darken, narrow, the long lashes curling and tangling at the corners. “Are you?” I grip the back of his neck, pull him closer to leave the truth on his lips. “Hell, no.” We crash together and our first kiss in years burns from the beginning.
Like mess
