nk in
like a velvet curtain and makes everything else fade. Below us, the city moved on. Cars blinked i
like we weren't p
s pocket, staring out over the skyline like he owned it. He probably did. Or at least part of it. H
ur Tuesday girls
gging at the corner of his mouth. "On
ly. "You notic
," he said, tilting his head. "It was either All Too Well or a
. "You pay too
say when they're a
press. Just sipped his drink
uietly. "The kind who leaves with a str
nk in
like a velvet curtain and makes everything else fade. Below us, the city moved on. Cars blinked i
like we weren't p
s pocket, staring out over the skyline like he owned it. He probably did. Or at least part of it. H
ur Tuesday girls
gging at the corner of his mouth. "On
ly. "You notic
," he said, tilting his head. "It was either All Too Well or a
. "You pay too
say when they're a
press. Just sipped his drink
ly. "The kind who leaves with a stranger. W
, but fully, like my words had pulled him b
re," he replied, voi
rising to my cheeks. "I just...
d, stepping a little closer. "Maybe that this night doesn't mean
front of me now, his glas
e said, softer. "A
d up slightly, brushing my hair into my face, and he reached ou
lingered
't pul
u care?" I
into that club looking like you wanted to set the world on f
n, grazing my jaw, then
u're the aftermath. The smoke in the lungs. The ash
ng shuddered out of me. I hated how muc
idn't s
stop
ed in, I met
the kind of kiss you give someone when words won't reach the place that
ke he didn't know where to hold me first. I curled my fingers into his shi
ard, breathless,
door behind us an
. The city, the skyline
the pull of clothes being undone, the electric
and reverent now, like he was
p," he murmured
idn
oul
wasn't thinking about Caleb. Or Ella. O
as
o
idn't know but so
wn like I was something breakable, something holy. Then stripped away the rest of my pain with ev
just
I wa
er version of ourselves untouched by betrayal and scars. He learned my bo
shed. It was
every
we didn
shadows, the city still glowing beyond th
p. My cheek rested against his chest
I let myself believe that maybe-
t
was the b