Charlotte’s POV
My heart was still pounding by the time I got back to my room. Somehow, I managed to keep my movements slow and controlled all the way, but once I was alone, I crumpled behind the closed door. I slid to my knees, pressing my hands against the wood, and caught my breath.
I could still feel the exact places where Kieran’s hands had been, and that was the worst part, because they’d been everywhere. He’d touched me in ways that I’d only ever thought about in the darkest of moments, all in the span of thirty seconds in the hallway.
And I had pushed him away, knowing fully well just how much he wanted me now.
Kieran had never shown me that he was interested in me before, not like that. In fact, he’d made it abundantly clear on multiple occasions that I was not to catch feelin
