Jeremy and I stopped walking when our eyes met in the hallway, but we were both at opposite ends of the corridor. I continued to walk and forced my lips to curve a smile despite feeling awkward. He smiled at me, but it didn’t reach his eyes.
“Good morning,” I greeted him, reaching to his side, and I noticed he was holding a box of cheesecake. I bit the inside of my cheek and looked at him. “Peace offering?” I asked after realizing he was walking in the direction of my table.
His other hand flew at the back of his neck, massaging his nape as he smiled at me sheepishly. “Sort of,” He lowered his gaze and placed the cake on my table.
“Thank you,” I said, which almost came out of my mouth as a whisper. “Good for coffee,” I tried to smile again, hoping to end our awkwardness.
“Wait,” h
