Flashback ( PDFDrive )

here because that’d get a little creepy. But . . . you know what I mean,
right?”
She did, actually.
And it was . . . perfect.
All the panic had melted away.
“So,” he said slowly, “we’re good?”
“I think so,” she said, still worrying she was about to lose
something special.
But Fitz shook his head, like he knew what she was thinking, and
whispered, “Just trust me, Sophie.”
He leaned even closer and her heart became very aware that he
might kiss her.
And she would’ve let him—and had zero regrets.
But when he closed his eyes, his lips only brushed her cheek, and he
whispered, “Trust me,” again.
And even though it wasn’t everything . . .
It was a real beginning.
And for now, that was more than enough.