Chapter 35
“Why don’t you go ahead and get some rest?”
Dylan’s voice pulled me out of my daze. I looked up to see him already busy at the sink, washing the dishes.
I swallowed hard, just watching him move. Ever since he mentioned his "plans" for the night, I’d been practically frozen in my seat. Was I scared? Definitely not. Was I looking forward to it? Maybe.
I took a deep breath and finally stood up, clearing my throat awkwardly. “I’m going to your room now,” I said, biting my lip to hide my embarrassment. “Just... come up when you’re done.”
I heard him let out a soft chuckle, which sent me bolting for the stairs before he could see my face. I practically ran to the second floor and dove into his room.
I was out of breath by the time I closed the door, mostly from the sheer panic o
