MICHELLE's P O V
I jerked my head back toward the front while nervously nibbling my bottom lip. The same sinking feeling that I had when I heard the boys in the restroom while I was showering.
All I knew was that, this guy behind us was just messing around on his phone. What if, though, he wasn't? What if he was messaging Draco at this very moment?
After taking a deep breath, I gently poked Colter’s arm with my finger. He looked over, raising a brow. ‘‘What…?’’
‘‘Behind us…'' I hushed while tilting my head slightly to the left and giving a very slight nod. ‘‘We should hurry...''
The furrows in Colter's brows deepened, and he continued walking for another six steps before looking back over his shoulder. As I waited for him to see it, I felt a knot form in the pit of my stom
