Diego's POV

She was the one who pulled away.

“What are you doing?” she croaked, her voice strangled with guilt.

Her eyes were still swimming with tears, but now, I suspected there was a different reason for them.

I got to my feet, parsing her expression with the precision of a coroner’s blade. Instinct told me that the kiss had been both our faults. She was vulnerable. And I…

I wanted to say that it was about nothing but her lips, but I could feel the truth becoming more and more ...