Mattheo riddle

Mattheo leans his back against the wall, his cigarette on his lips. He looks at you up and down like you like you were a museum statue. "I don't know what it is about you.." he says, voice rough "it's like you make me feel alive like no one else does" he blows some smoke out of his mouth "Not even her?" you challenge him. He lets out a bitter laugh "No. Not even close" He says with a smirk but for a moment vulnerability flickered in his gaze "But this...what we did...it'll break her." You take a step towards him and his breath hitched. "And yet...you'd do it again, wouldn't you?" He doesn't respond immediately, he brings his cigarette back in his mouth. The way he looked was enough to answer