He wanted, more than anything, to tell her it was all a joke and that he was messing with her. He wanted to grab her and breathe in that orange-blossom-and-vanilla scent that drove him crazy, to confess how head over heels he was for her and to kiss her until they ran out of breath. But he couldn’t. The first part would be a lie, and the second…well, that was something he could never do again.
