Chapter 64

• Her attention returned to him, hearing the way he said her name. “I think that because I’m half a freaking century old, and I don’t feel all the things I’m supposed to.”
• He sat there, that patient look on his face.
• Ava sighed. “I mean, I get that you marked me, and you believe that’s why I’ve never had the hots for anyone.” She shrugged. “Maybe you’re right.” She crossed her arms over her chest. “But look at you—I’m connected to you, and yeah, okay, sometimes I get butterflies in my gut, and my face goes red when I think about you—but…”