GINA
I frowned, my brows furrowing in confusion as I stared at him. I looked around to see if any of the stones would be in the hallway. None so far. I was convinced that neither Damon nor Atticus or even Caden would take it lightly if they caught me talking to me.
"What do you want Caleb?" I said, keeping my face impassive, secretly praying that the shrill of the bell would echo through the hallway so I could get away.
"I want us to talk?" He said, he made a show of looking everywhere but my face. He was as uncomfortable as I was. Good.
"Well there's nothing to talk about. Plus we're not in each other's good books, remember?" I raised an eyebrow at him.
"I know" he lowered his gaze and then he looked up again. He looked…sorry? It was too quick to assume that Caleb would refrain from
