Flashback ( PDFDrive )

“It’s kinda hard to forget,” he admitted. “But it was . . .”
“Super gross?” she guessed when he couldn’t seem to figure out
where he was going with that sentence.
“Well. Yeah. But”—he reached up to wipe a crumb off her lips, and
she forgot how to breathe for a second—“I’m still glad I was there. If I
hadn’t been . . .”
He didn’t finish. But he didn’t need to.
And she was glad he’d been there too.
She just wished she could’ve lived and not thrown up all over him.
“Ready for more?” he asked, right around the time her lungs
decided to remind her that air was a pretty important thing.
“Yeah,” she said, mentally smacking herself to try to get it together.
Seriously, what was it about cute boys that made it so hard to
function?
“Probably smart to get the teal one over with next,” Elwin
suggested.
Fitz held up the vial in question, squinting at the ocean-colored
liquid as it sloshed around the tiny bottle. “Hmm. Hopefully this
doesn’t ruin your favorite color for you.”
“It won’t.” She ordered herself not to meet his eyes. The last thing
she needed was him guessing why the color was her favorite.
But she couldn’t help a quick glance, and . . .
Breathing became impossible again—which turned out to be a good
thing when he poured the medicine into her mouth and the taste of
old broccoli and boiled cabbage hit her hard.
“Here,” he said, placing another candy on her tongue. “Better?”
“Kinda.”