Leonel’s face turned serious, a faint blush on his cheeks. “Never,” he said without hesitation.

“I don’t care about your past,” Reese answered, tilting her head to look at him. His eyes reminded her of the night sky, endless and full of promise. “But from now on, I’m keeping an eye on you.”

She lightly punched his arm, and she playfully teased him. “No more playing around, Leonel. You’re my boyfriend now. And just so you know… I get jealous.”

Her words sounded casual, but there was a serious warning in her eyes. She wanted his reassurance, a sign of the future they could share.

Bianca had always been her...