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A cold sweat breaks out over my body, my hands clenching into fists before releasing again. I’m a walking disaster waiting to happen if one person tries to get in my way before I find her.
And then, there she is.
Emily Donahue.
A girl I never would have said one word to if it hadn’t been for some stupid bet.
Now I stand here wondering if there are enough words in the dictionary that I can use to convince her we should be together.
Stupid fucking words.
I march toward her even though I want to tuck tail and run. My hand brushes her arm to get her attention, my heart thumping like a war drum the second she turns to look at me.
“Damon?”
My name belongs on her tongue. Just the way she says it sounds different than every other person.
My words are instantly jumbled, and I spit out a pathetic statement that is nothing like what I wanted to say.
“I need to talk to you about something.”
Hell, I might as well have saidwe need to talk. Nothing good ever comes from a person uttering that phrase.
Stepping closer and flashing me one of her smiles that damn near melts me in place, Emily stares at me funny.
“Everything okay?”
I shrug. “I just need…”
Damn it.
“Come with me. We’ll find somewhere private.”
I grab her hand instead of attempting to explain, then I drag her to the nearest empty classroom. Em’s feet stumble as she fights to keep up with me.
Already I’m making this awkward, but I don’t quit. Some deep-seated part of my mind has taken over and bound my will to control myself in ropes of anxiety. I’m all action and no thought as I lead Emily into a closet.
The door shuts and we’re bathed in darkness. You would think it would be easier this way because I don’t have to see the question in her eyes … or the worry.
It’s not easier. Not at all.
“Damon, what’s going on?”
Why can’t it be the mirror in front of me again? Sure, I felt like a punk standing there talking to myself, but at least I could remember what I wanted to say. It didn’t get scrambled just because her voice distracted me.
“Don’t talk.”
Soft laughter rolls up her throat. “Oh. I get what you’re doing.”
Her hands find my chest and it frustrates me. “No. Just stop, Em.”
I grab her hands and probably squeeze too hard. Emily jerks them out of my hold instantly.
“Damon?”
Just say it.
Stop wasting time trying to figure this out and just tell her what you want.
