Davina's POV

My legs turned to jelly in the two seconds it took for Diego to rise. His eyes—sapphire bright—were turning me to putty where I stood. And there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it.

Truth be told, I’d been putty from the start.

“Y…you shouldn’t say things like that.”

He shrugged, like he hadn’t just said something life-altering. “I’ll say it because it’s the truth.”

“Then lie. Lie to me, to her, to yourself if you have to.” I swallowed down the ...