
"I like you Christiana ," he said, eyes steady on mine. "More than I should. And mi know it probably complicated, but mi cya pretend seh mi nuh care." My throat went dry. "I like you too ," I whispered. "Mi never even think...I just said it back." He stood up and stepped close. His hand reached out and brushed my cheek soft, like he didn't want to scare me. Then his lips met mine.All Rights Reserved