Wednesday arrived entirely too fast.
Which was unfortunate for Lily.
Because apparently Ryan’s prediction about “accidental emotional disaster by Thursday” was beginning to feel dangerously realistic.
Especially after Noah had started looking at her like that constantly now.
Softly.
Carefully.
Like she mattered in ways he was trying very hard not to say out loud yet.
Honestly?
Terrifying.
Lily was trying very hard not to think about it while gathering books from her locker before class.
Unfortunately—
Thinking became impossible the second Noah appeared beside her again.
Because apparently he simply lived there now.
“You’re late,” he observed casually.
Lily frowned. “Class starts in seven minutes.”
“Exactly.”
“That’s not late.”
“It is for you.”
Annoying.
He noticed everyt
