“Now, let’s start from the beginning,” he lifted my face and met my eyes.
I slowly nodded.
“Does this conversation have to do with the kiss and waking up together?” he asked.
I took a deep breath.
He was incredibly steady…
I had never felt so seen, so protected.
I shook my head.
“No, no… last night…” I blushed.
“The kiss was amazing.”
He exhaled in relief.
“And waking up with you was…” I paused.
“Nice,” I mumbled.
“Only nice?” he lifted his eyebrows playfully.
I giggled.
“Don’t let it get to your head…” I pouted.
“It was amazing.”
He smirked.
“Better, much better.”
“Alright, so then… what is it? Because it sounds important.”
This was it.
Just say it.
I am not Isla Smith.
My name is Aurora D’Angelo.
I opened my mouth.
Closed it.
His hand too
