“You’re staring again, Kyle. What’s going on in that head of yours?”
Xena leaned across the wooden study table, her heart hammering so loudly she wondered if he could hear it. The calculus textbook lay open between them like a forgotten prop, equations blurring into nothing while the real problem sat right in front of her. Kyle’s jaw tightened, that familiar stubborn line appearing as he pretended to check her solution. But she knew better. Ever since he had discovered her notebook, the one filled with her secret confessions about him, every silence between them crackled with electricity.
He finally looked up, his dark eyes locking onto hers with an intensity that made her breath catch. “Nothing you need to worry about right now. Solve the next integral.”
Xena bit her lip, fighting the
