Or kill for. Or give up everything for.
And I have a key. To him.
Oh my God, whoamI.
Now he's across the table, not even looking at me. I almost smile to myself. Almost. Because for a second I forgot…this had an expiration date.
But it's just harder to walk away from someone once you've seen them scared. Harder to pretend they were just a good time.
I know I don't have the kind of heart that cares lightly.
I know myself. It's always all or nothing with me, even when I swear I'll keep it casual. I swallow hard. Don't think about it. Not now. Live the moment. He finally looks at me. Just once. We sit. Right across from each other. Not close enough to touch, but close enough to feel the static.
He glances down at my fingers on the table. I glance at his lips. We don’t speak. But we almost smile. Phone buzzes.
I check it.
LORENZO:
-Rava. I'm literally BEGGING you.
-Could you say something smooth to Daisy about me. Please.
-In exchange, I give you 12–15 uninterrupted, nobody-else-knows-about-this-minutes with Gio. Right now. Door locked. No cameras.
-Say yes <3
I blink. I read it again. Then again.
ME:
-Wait. Hold on. What?!
LORENZO:
-You heard me. I need your help with your sister.
-And I know exactly what you and Gio need.
ME:
-Waitwaitwait
-You want DAISY?
LORENZO:
-Yes, Romeo, I want your very smart, very hot, very terrifying sister. Don't judge me.
ME:
-Since when?!
LORENZO:
-Since she yelled at the guy at a rental car desk and I almost proposed on the spot.
ME:
