Chapter 6: Everything Except Love

Leo POV

In response to my proposal, he squeezes the ripe Roma tomato so hard that the seeds gush out between our fingers. It almost looks like blood spatter.

“Yuck,” he says, pulling his hand away.

I lick the tomato seeds and juice off my fingers. “Mmmm. That one is tomato perfection.”

“Sorry about the mess.” But he copies me, licking his own hand clean, which makes me ...