The third time we met in the library to study together was when I made my first move. The moment he laid his books down next to mine, the air in the room shifted, becoming electric. I’d looked up to him and smiled, gratified to see a blush creeping up his neck until his cheeks flushed pink. Spencer pulled out his notes from class, but I had no use for them and laid my hand on his for a brief moment, then pulled it away.
“We are here to study, right?” Spencer stuttered, his bright green eyes growing wide.
“What is something you’ve never told a soul about?” I asked, delighted to see the effect it had on him. Spencer’s eyes scanned the room. We were sitting in the back of the stacks at a table reserved for studying. There was no one else around.
“Why are you asking me that? Aren’t we suppo
