“Tell me I’m wrong.” Oh, that voice sounded so strong, so confident.
“What?”
“Tell me that was a throwaway kiss, and you were just tossing a hook at me, looking for tips. Tell me you felt nothing at all, that you didn’t want more. Tell me you didn’t see something you need in my eyes. Come on, Jersey, say it. Tell me that—or tell me your name.”
About Jodi Payne
