KATY'S POV
I draw in a slow breath, my eyes drifting back to the strip on the table. My heart is racing, which is almost ridiculous at this point because I’m past the stage of being scared. This concept already won Blackrock’s approval last semester and tonight is just the final submission. My fate’s basically sealed… but my nerves just haven’t caught up yet.
“Seriously, just do it,” Allie snaps right by my ear, making me flinch. I rub at it, shooting her a glare but she glares back. “What? Like anyone else is going to win?”
“I don’t know… there’s room for anyone to win,” I say, my finger hovering over the touchpad.
Braydon nudges Allie aside and steps in behind me, his hands settling loosely around my neck as he leans down, his breath warm against my ear. “Come on, Peach. Let’s do it.
