"What the hell was that?!" Diamante’s voice echoed the exact words that had just exploded inside my head though I wasn’t sure I could’ve said them out loud myself. My throat had closed up, my voice a captive to shock. All I could do was stare at Fosco as he drew away from the kiss, his lips curling into a smug, self-satisfied smirk.

"Well, that was… enjoyable," he murmured with the smoothness of a purr, and just like that, my face went up in flames.

My hand, still trembling, floated ...