I answered him with complete composure.
"Don't be shy. Everybody knows you're in love with Jeffrey. It's not the Dark Ages, Mr. Hess. It isn't some shameful secret. I understand and completely support you."
There were plenty of rumors about Maverick.
He was a wealthy aristocrat, a brilliant business prodigy. People gossiped about everything from his hair to his toes, but strangely, there was never a single romantic scandal attached to his name.
He leaned in closer. He smelled like faint, crisp sunshine after a rainstorm.
At this distance, I could make out every unfair detail, his absurdly flawless skin, the tiny beauty mark near the corner of his eye.
His voice slid into my ear like silk, and his lips looked incredibly inviting. If I were to kiss him, it would definitely feel amazing
