Chapter 19
Fifteen Summers Ago
Cera opened the door, only to stop short, her brow crinkling.
“Tavo?” she said.
It wasn’t that she didn’t remember the pretty boy who’d been by the house a few times to meet up with her brother. Who could forget him? That tall, lean body. Those dimples that somehow made him look boyish and sexy all at the same time.
All summer long, she’d been trying not to take the hooded looks he’d thrown her too seriously. She had a feeling there were a lot of Lower Ninth Ward girls falling easily for that smile and smolder combination he had going on. But it was hard for even a sensible girl like her not to feel a little pitter patter in her fifteen-year-old heart when a boy from the wrong side of the tracks smiled at her like he wanted to do things to her.
Very bad
