Izzy’s pov
“Woahhh… hollup.” I put my hand over Tristan’s mouth, half to stop him and half because my heart was racing. His lips were so close. The air between us felt hot and thick.
My heart was not racing because I felt something for him. It was racing because I didn’t see Tristan that way.
And there was no way I was going to allow Tristan to kiss me. Just like that. Even though he saved me from the woods, he looked out for me. A kiss was too much of a thank you to just give like that.
He said he liked me. Yes. But this was too fast. Too forward, and I would have shut him out. But maybe I liked him better as a friend than a partner.
Or maybe my heart could not accept him because someone else was occupying it.
Something flickered in Tristan’s eyes. I saw frustration, like he was
