TESSA
His skin was brushing against mine as he stopped inches closer. The stack of boxes was the only thing holding me from stumbling.
My heart was thundering against my chest like a drumbeat. Thump. Thump. Thump.
“How was your date, Tessa?”
I kept my chin up, refusing to let him see how much he rattled me. "The date was... alright. He’s a good guy, Kyle. He’s respectful. He’s... everything a person is supposed to be."
Kyle’s gaze dropped to my lips for a second before crawling back up to my eyes. His hand moved slowly, his palm pressing against the boxes above my shoulder, caging me in.
"So, you’re thinking about dating him?" he asked, his voice sounding like a trap.
I let out a breathy, nervous sigh. "Ahm... we just met. And why are you asking so much? It’s not like it concerns y
