Sixty

ENZO'S POV

Deja Vu.

That's exactly what comes into my mind as Gianna fits her lips on mine. Her lips are soft yet firm, coaxing yet passionate.

She'd always been intense with her kisses. Before I know it, I'm kissing her back, sucked into an abyss between the past and the present.

But no matter how farmilar her lips feel or how good they once use to make me feel, they don't just feel right any longer.

I quickly break the kiss, my guts twisting with guilt for having even kissed her back in the first place. She tries to kiss me again but I hold her off by bracing my hand against her shoulders.

"No, Gianna. Stop."

An unexpected smile fits on her lips. "You kissed me back! You liked it."

She attempts to kiss me again but I quickly get off the bed, leaving her staring at me in shock.

"This was a mistake. Something that should've never happened. Things have changed, Gianna. I don't see you the same way anymore."

A pained look flashes on Gianna's face as she stares at me. "Of course. Of cou