FRANKIE
"I haven't been in a real relationship in years," I confess, my voice barely above a whisper. "I wasn't lying when I said I'm a mess, Angel Rose. All I'd do is hurt you..."
She pins me with a gaze, eyes swimming in empathy. It's disarming – she's the one who's fresh from a messy relationship, but she's absorbing mine like it's hers. It's throwing me off.
"We'll figure things out together. Remember what you said that day we played pool back at the bar? You said we can do this and I agree with you a hundred percent." she covers the distance between us.
I nod. "I want to be the one to make you smile, baby. But I'm scared."
She cups my cheek, tracing my cheekbone with a gentle touch. "Then let's be scared together."
Is she even hearing me? I'm waving red flags, but she's still c
