Marissa
That familiar pull tightened sharply in my chest the moment Justin stepped closer.
A sensation burned low, curling inside me and demanding recognition.
The bond always revealed itself, no matter how much I tried to suppress it.
It was maddening.
It pressed against my senses. The air grew heavier and pressed against my skin.
Every cell in my body reacted to his presence.
I hated how easily he could command my attention without even trying.
Every damn time.
I fixed my eyes on the screen. But my body reacted before my mind could stop it. My pulse spiked when he stood beside me, and my skin tingled with the usual spark.
Don’t look at him. Don’t give him the satisfaction.
But he was looking at me.
And against my better judgment, I looked back.
Our eyes met.
It wasn’t any
