Chapter 23 — Alexandra

• “You don't have to say you love me, I just wanna tell you something, lately you've been on my mind,” I sang to Carmine as I entered my favorite Starbucks.
• His bushy eyebrows knitted together. “Wow, I don't think I know that one.”
• “Come on, Carmine,” I urged as I leaned on the counter. “You can't just give up without giving it a try. Come on.”
• “Ok. Let's see. That sounds really romantic, so, Bruno Mars?”
• “What? No! Harry Styles, bitch.”
• “Ah,” he nodded. “I wasn't even close.”