In-Love with More than One
“Maybe we just…do what feels right and go from there.”
I gaze up at his amber eyes, letting the words settle. I can’t deny that this moment, being in this car with him, Lyla…
It feels right.
But so does giggling with Tripp or arguing with Richie.
They all feel right in some way, which is so very complicated.
“Okay,” I say softly as he smiles, and I can’t resist him. I lean in, closing the space between us, and crush my mouth to his. He tastes like bitter coffee and bad decisions.