Lana’s POV
“No.”
“No?”
I sat up on the bed
“I… I can’t do it,” I said, a lump growing in my throat. “This is a bad idea.”
He sat up and leaned forward, a blank look on his face.
“Why? Because you don’t want to hurt him?” Paul asked.
“No. It’s not that. It’s… There is no need for us or me to force him to like me back.”
Paul chuckled. “Who says he doesn’t?”
“What?”
“I see the way he acts around you. Drake cares for you but that door to his feelings is locked. He gets protective of you, he gets jealous, I've seen him get jealous when he doesn’t know it, when it concerns you.”
In shock, I scooted closer to him and grabbed his closest hand. He needed to tell me more of what he meant.
“Tell me what you know.”
Paul chuckled again. “You have no idea… Drake threatened every loser who c
