Kieran’s POV
I leaned against the door as I slammed it shut. My mind was racing. I reached up and touched my lips. The feeling of being so close to her was still there.
Did I almost kiss her?
I ran both hands through my hair and pulled at the strands. Every time I was around her, I felt different. We were so close, and for the first time in years, I didn't feel like I was suffocating.
I felt... calm.
For a moment, I forgot I even had a phobia. I felt so warm against her. Was this what Dr. Patel meant when he said I needed more of her?
My phone began ringing again, pulling me out of my thoughts. It was my grandmother. I took a deep breath and answered.
"Are you avoiding my calls now, Kieran?" she nagged.
"No, Grandma," I said. My voice was still a bit rough. "I was just... in
