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I open my mouth to say something, anything to cut through the awkwardness or maybe explain why I didn’t let her pinch my cheek like she always does, but I don’t get the chance before we’re interrupted.
“Yooooo! I’m home!” A loud shout rings through the dorm room as the door bursts open and in walks none other than…
Mason.
Shit.
ChapterThree
Madison
I still feel his hand even though he dropped my wrist minutes ago.
I still can’t think straight even though Mason arrived and they’re both talking and probably expecting me to answer.
It feels like I’m fourteen again and hormones are rushing through every part of me like a wildfire spreading through the forest. My mind swirls and my cheeks flush.
Why didn’t he let me grab his cheek like I always do?
I squeezed his cheek whenever he offered me more than his usual grunt responses.
Because that brain of his is a wealth of knowledge and I loved listening to him speak. He could read me the phone book and I’d happily tune in to every word if he’d let me.
But why does it seem like every interaction between us lately is different? Heightened in some way? I can’t figure it out but it doesn’t matter so I push it all out of my thoughts as best I can.
“Mads! I didn’t expect you to be here.” Mason breaks through my thoughts with his boisterous voice. I try to gain any shred of composure I have left. “Waiting to see your favorite brother?”
“Yep, sure am. Hoping you’d join me for a run.” Shit! He’s gonna take one look and know I’m not dressed to run. Duh. Why didn’t I think of anything else to say?
Mason looks me up and down. “You don’t run in jeans.”
Fuck.
Don’t you just hate when a simple lie backfires in your face?
There’s no way I’m telling him I asked Asher for help. I don’t want anyone knowing I can’t handle my class load myself, not even my twin brother.
Not that he’ll care or even think differently of me. He’s one of the least judgemental people I know.
But it’s embarrassing asking.
I should be able to keep up. And I fucking can’t.
“Well, duh, I was going to stop at my room and change first.”
“Hm, maybe in the morning. I’m beat and would rather grab a bite to eat. You guys hungry?”
Phew, glad he didn’t want to run because as much as I’d like to, there’s no room in my schedule tonight. On top of that, I have too much work to even think about eating. “Nah, I’m gonna head to the library.”
“You sure you don’t want to eat something first?” Asher asks.
Why do I feel like that’s a loaded question?
Maybe the fact that both of them are staring at me like they’re trying to figure out some big secret.
“I ate earlier, why?” I cross my arms.
“Listen, Mads. Ash and I love you. So please listen when we say- drop some fucking classes.” Mason plops down next to Asher on his bed. “You agree, right, bro?”
