Not ever.
And yet…
“How did I not notice this before?” I muttered under my breath.
“Notice what?”
His voice snapped me out of it.
Deep.
Rough.
And way too close.
“Huh?”
I blinked.
Very articulate, Amrin.
“You didn’t notice what?”
Realizing—belatedly—that I was staring at him like a complete idiot.
Mouth open.
Brain offline.
“Sorry?” I murmured.
“Fuck. Okay,” he said again, impatience threading through his tone. “What did you want?”
Right.
Yes.
That.
The reason I was here, interrupting him.
Not whatever the hell this completely impulsive reaction was.
“I—” I scrambled for words as he turned slightly, already looking like he was about to walk away.
Panic spiked.
No.
No, no, no—he was not getting away.
Not after that.
Not when I needed him.
“I’m failing Astronomy,” I blurted, rushing after him.
Super smooth, Amrin.
