He sat down carefully. His presence made the mattress dip slightly, and I hated how warm he was. I hated how good he smelled. I hated how my chest still fluttered even when I was furious.
“You scared me,” he said softly. “I didn’t know if you were going to wake up.”
“Well, I did,” I muttered, wiping my eyes with the back of my hand. “And now that I’m awake, I would really like to know what happens next. Are you keeping me here like Rapunzel? Are we going to talk about the giant elephant in the room? Are you going to kiss me again and then pretend like you didn’t? Or are you going to keep watching me like you already made up your mind that I’m yours?”
“I couldn’t help it,” he said quietly, and the moment the words left his mouth, something inside me went completely still.
I stared at hi
