“He has the nerve to chuckle. “Your name seems like a good word to die with on my lips.” “Kai – ” “I don’t regret it.” His words are a rush, a confession he’s clung to. “I don’t regret you, or what was between us. And I don’t regret kissing you on that roof. But I know I’ll regret what I have to do to you for the rest of my life.”
