Adriana's POV

“I… don't understand what you mean,” I said. My heart raced, as I looked at him.

“Am I still making you feel like that? Am I still making you feel like I hate you? Or I don't enjoy talking to you? Am I ?”

I paused, averting my gaze. “I… don't know. I don't know about any of that.”

“Look at me and say it,” Diego said. “Look into my eyes and tell me you really don't know.”

I looked at him, unable to say anything. “I…”

“How will you feel if I touch ...