Alex moved toward me and I flinched away, but not before he held his arm out in front of me, stopping me from moving anywhere, but not touching me. I could feel the heat from his arm, though. I could smell his skin, the shampoo in his hair. I looked at him and God, it was really the worst time to realize what a great nose he had.
“Manny," he whispered tightly, staring at the ground fixedly. He took a deep breath and then looked up at me. His face was calm, but there was something in his eyes…I wanted to know where it would go. Except that was not something I would have usually thought, and I didn't trust these bright, new feelings. But I did trust that we needed to get out of this situation.
“Yes, Alex?" I held my breath. Was this going to go from bad to worse? I held still, but everyt
