This girl, Zach couldn’t figure out. She radiated sweetness and innocence. One moment Zach would be so turned on that he needed to rip her clothes off, but then in the next moment, she would kick him in the shin with her random bursts of weirdness. That was the only way he could describe it. She was adorable and obviously innocent, but there was something else. She was genuine and unique. She was weird. He didn't know what else to call it.
Zach saw her open the bathroom door, but he kept on like he hadn’t noticed her. He felt the heat from her gaze as she studied him. There was less caution in her expression and more desire. Zach let her take her time looking, pretending that he didn’t know she was ogling him. He was trying not to be conceded, but involuntarily straigh
