Cara pov
I waved at him, flashing a nervous smile. He returned it, making my heart flutter before I quickly looked away, pretending to be focused on something else.
"Cara, are you even listening?" Emma’s voice pulled me back to reality.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, of course," I stammered, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. I prayed she hadn’t noticed how distracted I was.
Emma raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. "You’ve been staring at my brother, haven’t you?"
“No, I haven’t! It’s not like that," I protested, a little too quickly, desperately trying to correct the assumption that I’d been sneaking glances at Alexander.
"Sure, you haven’t," she teased, nudging me with her elbow. "Don’t worry, though. He’s been sneaking glances at you, too."
My heart skipped a beat, a strange flutte
