“I...I obviously h-have no plans opening a-any kind of clinic, but I know that doesn’t make me any l-less horrible. After w-what you shared on stage, I u-understand if—”
“I love you still.”
—he hated her.
That was what she had thought he would say, but instead he had said something else.
Something that perfectly matched the look in his beautiful gray eyes.
And it was that, oh God—
It was that she just had a hard time understanding and believing.
“You’re young. Innocent. Desperate. So you lied. And now—”
Andie nearly stopped breathing. Was this...was this it then? Was this finally the part he would give her what he deserve like—
Telling her to get lost.
Having her arrested.
“You regret it.”
Making her question her sanity because surely, oh, surely—
“It can’t be that simple,” she whispered.
“It can.”
A choked laugh escaped her, but this quickly turned into a sob as all she could do was shake her head while trying to make sense of things.
“You’re supposed to think I was an idiot—”
“You were.”
“To come up with such a horribly, disgustingly, tasteless plan for scamming my aunt.”
“It was that, yes.”
“So why don’t you make me pay?” she cried out.
“Because I don’t want to.”
“You’re s-supposed to h-hate me!”
“And yet all I want to do is to love you.”
God.
Oh dear God.
Please.
Could this truly be real?
Andie searched his face, searched those gray eyes that had terrified and tantalized her from the very first moment they met. And what she saw there...
It made her breath catch.
