“That’s it! What I’m trying to say!” He took a deep breath and kept going. “I’ve changed. I’m sure you’ve changed. But it doesn’t matter. What matters is there’s something between us. I can feel it. I know you can, too.”
He looked at me and quirked a brow.
My thoughts and emotions were still riding the rollercoaster. I loved him. I hated him. I didn’t care. I wanted my life back. I wanted to look forward. I wanted to get off this ride and trade it for the merry-go-round, even the bumper cars, something smoother, gentler. I wanted the back room of my mind cleared out. All the baggage sorted so I could pile up new and better memories. I wanted peace.
But he was right about one thing. There was still an attraction. A buzz. The his-smile-makes-me-smile sensation. The pull of his lips which
