***Zach shook his head at Leticia and placed the crystal dish of raspberry sorbet in front of Lilly, handing her his spoon.
Lilly took a few small bites while she studied Zach. His black hair had been smoothed slick against his head when she first entered the room, but now stuck up in places. He was forever running his hand through his hair, and Lilly found it quite endearing. To her eyes, he was a lot more handsome with that imperfection. She’d once had perfect, and knew perfection couldn’t fulfill its own promise.
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