EVE.
I instinctively took a step back. My heart was throwing punches against my chest like it wanted out. My throat was dry, and swallowing felt like trying to gulp down gravel.
He had a phone in one hand, and the other hand was casually resting in his pocket.
He looked at me with a certain calmness, yet I felt like I was standing before a judge about to read out my sentence.
Our gazes locked, and I swear my brain blanked. Like… poof. Vocabulary, logic, poise, all gone. Just air between my ears and heat crawling down my spine.
And the way his warm, hazel eyes slowly crawled over my outfit felt like he was peeling me apart. I swear I instantly felt like filth in it, and it made me want to explain myself, even though he didn't ask.
"Hey..." I managed, rubbing my shaky fingers against
