Page 9 of A Valentine's Day Gift
Shit. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her feelings. “I only say that because…” He stuck his hand in his pocket, palmed the note, and grabbed her hand, shaking it and giving it to her at the same time. “I’m not interested in you as a friend. Goodbye.”
Her eyes widened, her hand closing around the note. “Goodbye,” she whispered.
He turned and walked away, his legs a little wobbly over the risk he just took. He snagged Nico on his way out just as Vince appeared in the foyer, holding Angel by the hand.
“Let’s go,” Vinny said.
“Do we get ice cream?” Vince asked.
“Yup. You guys did great.”
“Yeah!” “Woo!” “Ice cream!” they hollered, still inside the library.
He was too preoccupied with his thoughts to bother telling them to quiet down. Because he’d just told Allie that when he couldn’t sleep at night, when the darkness closed in, he thought of her and her light, and it brought him peace.
He’d bared his soul knowing he could never see her again.
