STELLA
Yes, he does look like an i***t in that room full of pink foam and rose heads all over it. Such a mess!
But also… Also, the sight of him doing this for me, after what I’ve just been through, warms my heart a little. I try to walk toward him, but the foam is getting out of control and I slip, almost falling to the ground. At the last moment, Xavier grabs my hand and helps me to hold my balance. I look up at him, I see a smirk that lasts a fraction of a second. Xavier slips and falls to the floor, pulling me on top of him.
“You did that on purpose!” I push at his chest, but he holds me in place.
“No, I didn’t.”
“Yes, you did.”
“Okay, I did. And what are you going to do about it?” He smirks again. I want to hit him.
But instead, I kiss him.
A moment of weakness that seemed t
