CLARISSA’S POV
My breath catches in my throat. My pulse pounds as I prepare to scream. A hand covers my mouth, pressing gently against my lips. My entire body goes rigid with fear. My heart races so fast I feel dizzy. But then, a soft click, and the room floods with light.
Landon.
Relief crashes over me so hard my knees almost buckle. My wide eyes lock onto his, those eyes that always seem to see straight through me. His dark hair is slightly tousled, like he’s been running his hands through it, and that damn smirk tugs at the corner of his lips.
"What the hell, Landon?" I gasp, shoving his chest, but my hands linger there for a second too long. "You scared me half to death!"
His smirk deepens. "Relax, baby girl. I was just passing by."
I narrow my eyes at him, tilting my head. "Just
