“Who was on the phone, Tessa?” Too many questions too soon. Which was I going to answer?
“That was my father, okay? Can you let it go now? Dinner is getting cold…”
I turned to leave. All of this was too much for me. My stomach growled at me. Hunger had seeped into my bones at this point. I had expected him to pull me back, to ask more questions, so I already started to create the perfect excuse and a lie in my head but he didn't. He let me get to the table. He let me serve his plate and mine and he let me take a seat before he joined in.
I could feel his stare grazing my skin, watching my every move.
Too many things happening too fast.
First Garrett, then my father and now this kiss.
I forced the force into my mouth and chewed on the food just so that my fingers wouldn't touch where
