Ashley’s pov
My heart is beating impossibly fast in my chest. The anxiety I was fighting off a few seconds ago is swirling in my stomach. I look away from Ryan and find myself staring at Blake.
He's already staring. His piercing blue eyes burned through mine as we sat in silence. I fight the urge to look at Stacy, already knowing she was murdering me with her eyes. This will not end well.
I could see him weigh his options, the internal struggle he was currently having. With a shaky breath I force out. " Maybe I should go."
I could feel their eyes on me. I made a mental note to kill Ryan for putting me in this position when we're alone. Yes I wanted to kiss Blake so bad, but not like this. I wanted him to do it willingly, I want him to want me just as bad as I want him.
I get up to
