~Maeve~
Eli is stunned, to say the least when I ask him to accompany me to my apartment. He looks like a deer caught in headlights and it makes me giggle. When he remains unmoving, although I have reached the main entrance, I walk back to him to check on him. Did I shock him so much?
“Reed?”
He looks my way and sighs, shaking his head. “Maeve Aspen, you’re doing this out of guilt.”
It’s not a question, it is a statement, much like how Eli talks most of the time. Like he can read others and is sure that they are feeling the way he thinks they are. On another day, I’ll laugh, but today, it short circuits my temper.
“Sorry, what?” I spit, rounding him so that I can see his face while he speaks that. “Say that again?” This time, when he looks at me, his green eyes are like bur
