ELEANOR
My hands trembled as I stared at Easton, who sat there unfazed. He was admittedly handsome, and that kiss must have unlocked something in me because now I couldn't even look at him without my heart racing in ways I didn’t quite understand. This was supposed to be the part where I told him about my plans and asked for his help, but my tongue felt like lead in my mouth.
My feet remained rooted, while his eyes scanned me like I was some broken property or something worse.
I wondered why he wouldn't speak. The last time I was here, we were almost sucking each other's faces off, and now, we were back to… whatever this was. I wished for a brief second that I could see into his mind, to know what he was thinking just so this curiousity and the mystery he was suddenly shrouded in doesn
