-Andrew-
“Laylah, do you all grow wolfsbane here?” I ask. “You smell just like a wolfsbane grove. It’s not bad! It’s actually one of my favorite places, it’s just rare and…”
I’ve got to stop f*****g talking. She probably thinks I’m a complete i***t. I look back down at the ground, trying not to let her see how mad I am at myself. I’ve never talked to a girl I wasn’t related to, and now I’m talking to the most beautiful one in existence. Life can be s**t.
Laylah gently taps my arm, and I turn to her. She holds up her hand and motions like she’s drinking. What? Drinking? “Do you want something to drink?”
She shakes her head, grabbing my hand as I try to stand to get her something. That’s it. She touched me. I’ve tried so hard not to enter her link accidentally or to touch
