Nyelle
“What are you doing?”
Vincent’s voice cut sharply through the silence inside the car, and my eyes flew open so fast that my lashes almost brushed against his face.
Heat rushed violently into my cheeks the moment realization hit me properly.
Oh God.
What the hell had I just done?
I immediately pulled back slightly while looking away from him, but unfortunately, that only made things worse because Vincent had already noticed everything.
The way I closed my eyes. The way my lips parted slightly. The way I leaned toward him without thinking.
A low scoff escaped him suddenly, enough to make humiliation crawl painfully through my chest.
“Wait,” he muttered while staring directly at me now. “Don’t tell me you actually thought I was about to kiss you.”
I stayed completely still.
