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Is this really what it’s come to?
“I don’t know…”
The urge to reach out and touch her throbs through me. When it becomes almost too much to resist, I clench my hands at my sides.
“It’ll be fun, I promise.”
She releases a steady breath before jerking her head into a tight nod. “All right.”
As soon as my brain gives the command to touch her, my fingers lock around hers as I navigate the sea of students. When she tenses, I wait for her to untangle herself from me and sever the connection. If I’d been thinking clearly, I would have kept my distance. Maybe placed my hand against the small of her back to steer her through the thick crowd.
It takes no more than a couple steps before her muscles lose their rigidity.
Even though I’m afraid to push for too much, too fast, I can’t help myself. It’s only now that she’s back in my life again that I realize how lonely I’ve been without her.
And Miles.
They were my entire world for more than a decade.
They were all I needed.
All I wanted.
They completed me in every sense of the word.
And then, one day, they vanished.
There wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it.
Over the years, my teammates at Western have become like brothers to me, but it’s not the same. There’s no way for these guys to know me the way Miles and Fallyn did, because I’m not the same person I was back then.
How could I be when the most important people were ripped away?
That’s something that changes you for the worse.
The entire time we move across campus, her fingers stay ensconced in mine. I couldn’t be more hyperaware of their softness and warmth if I tried.
“People are staring,” she mutters from the side of her mouth.
Unaware of the students who surround us, I glance around and realize that she’s right. People are staring. Well, chicks are staring with wide, disbelieving eyes. A few have their mouths hanging open in shock.
Good.
Maybe now they’ll finally get the hint that I’m not interested. I have zero interest in anyone other than the girl at my side. I want everyone to know that Fallyn DiMarco belongs to me.
Whether she understands that or not.
My fingers tighten around hers as those thoughts roll through my head. I can’t say they don’t fill me with genuine pleasure.
“Who cares? Let them stare.”
She presses her lips together, uncomfortable with the attention.
When the arena comes into view, she grounds to a halt and glances at me. I keep my fingers locked around hers, unwilling to give her the chance to take off.
“What are we doing here?” There’s a scraped raw quality to her voice. Almost as if I’ve betrayed her and it makes me feel like shit.
But we need to do this.
