Roisin wondered if she should say something else, but before she could, Matt stepped forward, wound his hands in her hair, and kissed her. She put her arms around his neck, thinking, If this is pure sympathy, I may as well get the most out of it. “For clarity, what does that mean?” she said, when they disentangled. “It means, You could’ve led with that,” Matt said, his face suffused with a joy she could honestly say she’d never seen. “Then I could’ve said, Well, that’s a coincidence. I’ve been in love with you the whole time.”
