He looks amused, thank God. I’d hate to have ruined everything.
“That’s unfortunate, considering I’m already in love with you.”
Boom! goes my heart. A wheezing sound passes my lips. “Wha . . . wha . . .”
Matteo kisses me firmly, winding an arm around my waist. Then he tilts my head back, lightly gripping my jaw. “I’m in love with you,” he says, slowly and clearly, staring into my eyes. “I know it’s ridiculous, and I know it’s too soon, and I know I’m in love with you. I didn’t plan on it. I didn’t even want to admit it to myself until I figured out why I haven’t been able to sleep or eat or think straight since I met you. It’s either love or it’s insanity, and I don’t care which because either way it’s irreversible. It’s fatal. No other woman has ever moved me the way you do, and if you
