Chapter Six
Ava’s fingers slipped under my chin and gently raised my head. The thumb of her other hand brushed some of the tears from my cheek.
The amber and gold of her eyes glittered with tears of her own. “There’s nothing to forgive.” Her voice was husky with emotion. “I felt... no, I feel the same.”
I’m sure the look of shock on my face might have been comical in another context.
Ava’s voice was barely more than a murmur, but I heard it clearly in the resounding silence of the apartment. “I’ve been wrestling with my own... my feelings, for you, for some time now. I wondered what was wrong with me. I’ve told myself over and over how wicked it was. I even - “
“But, why is it wicked?”
Ava’s smile was delicate. She caressed my cheek as if to soften the sting of her words. “C’mon, Ste
