“Good?” I asked.
“Really good.” Alexander smiled, but there was a smudge of chocolate frosting on his cheek that he’d missed when he’d wiped his mouth.
Without thinking, I leaned forward and kissed it off.
Alexander went completely still. Then he was pulling away from me so fast that I nearly fell off the desk.
“Ella, we can’t—”
The rejection hit me like a slap to the face. I slid off the desk, embarrassment burning hot in my chest. “Right. Sorry, I just… I thought after tonight, with the kiss and everything…” I shook my head. “I must have misread the situation.”
“It’s not that simple.”
“I dunno. Seems pretty f*****g simple to me. You kiss me when there are cameras around, or when you’re caught up in the moment, but the second we’re alone, you yank yourself away
