I couldn’t touch you. I couldn’t want you, and I did. I wanted you the second I saw you.” His chest heaves, and he wets his lips. “You did?” “Yes.” “The very first second you saw me?” I fight a smile and nod. Felix blushes instantly and stares at the floor. Then he scratches the back of his head, whispering, “No fucking way.” And it kills me that he may never see himself the way I see him.
