“I can see that.”
“No you cannot—” I paused. “Actually wait—what do you mean you can see that?”
He tilted his head slightly. “Relax. I can’t see anything.”
“That’s not comforting enough!”
A small smile tugged at his lips.
“You’re very loud for someone claiming privacy.”
“I deserve privacy.”
“You’re in my apartment.”
I stared at him.
“…That logic is annoying.”
He stepped closer, leaning against the counter.
And unfortunately—
that made the entire situation worse.
Because Adrian standing there casually like that while I was trying to relax was not helping my heartbeat at all.
“You missed me.”
“I did not.”
A pause.
Then—
“You did.”
I looked away immediately. “You’re imagining things.”
He hummed softly, amused.
The silence stretched.
Comfortable.
Dangerously comfortable.
