Kate POV
“You always order soup. Are you worried about getting sick or something?”
It sounds just so much like always. I know I was dramatic the other day. A bit over the top. He was too, though. And even if I meant it at the time, I wish I could take it back.
We were official…for an hour.
Years of waiting, and we got one hour where he kissed my forehead and held my hand before Alex called.
When this is all over, what are we supposed to do? When we don’t have to worry about Nora getting into Hell or anything else that’s been going on, what’s next for us? Will we just ignore each other?
Everyone thinks there’s some attraction with Matt, but there isn’t. He wants my burden of a bar and to get his sister. Nothing else.
Besides, I’m not against men with painted nai
