Page 140 of Love Me Stalk Me
Matteo shrugs. "Because I was trying to make something work that wasn't meant to. I'd excuse the fights. I'd convince myself that love was supposed to be hard."
He turns back to me, expression softer now.
"And then I met Sophia,” he says simply.
I glance toward her again.
Sophia, who is now making funny faces at their baby, who is giggling uncontrollably, drool glistening on her chin.
"And everything was just...easy," Matteo says. "It felt right."
I let out a breath, quiet.
"We fight sometimes, sure," he admits. "Everyone does. But not like before. Not in a way that made me feel like I had to win. We don't scream at each other. We respect each other."
He looks at me now, voice steady.
"She makes me feel special," he says. "And I want to take care of her."
My throat tightens. I run my fingers along the edge of a glass, feeling the cool, smooth rim.
And then he says the thing that shatters me.
"If you're questioning whether Evan is the right guy," he says, "then he's not."
I swallow. Hard.
"Because when you meet the right guy?" he continues. "You won't be able to stop yourself. You'll just know it's him."
And that?
That's the problem.
Because when Matteo says it, when he describes the way it's supposed to feel...
The first face that pops into my head?
Isn't Evan's at all.
It's Cal again.
NOW CHATTING WITH CALEB
Pretty Girl
hi
Caleb
Hey, pretty girl.
Wanna do another sexy bedtime story?
actually
i wanted to get your opinion on something serious
Oh?
