Elena Armas

Our gazes met. There was something intent and hungry behind that deep ocean blue. Something barely controlled. That, or I was seeing my own emotions reflected and looking back at me.

“I don’t think I’d be able to deny you a single thing if you asked, Catalina.”

You have to say something, baby. You are very quiet, and that’s starting to freak me out.

When I finally kiss you, there won’t be any doubt in your mind that it is real.

’m simply saving it for someone who’s worth it.”

“I’ve never been scared to work for something, Catalina. Even when all odds are against me.”

“You can trust me,

“You are not on your own anymore. It’s you and me now. We are in this together, and we’ve got this.”

Where my sis was this puzzle piece that fit anywhere at the first try, I had always seemed to struggle with finding my place. Somehow, I always managed to be missing a little corner or have an extra edge that pushed me to keep trying somewhere I might fit better. That pushed me to keep looking for that place to call home. Because that was no longer Spain for me. But neither was New York as much as I had Rosie and a career I was proud of. It had always felt … a little lonely. Incomplete.

It’s sexy, but don’t ever feel like you need to impress me. I already am.”