(SOLANA’S POV)
It was like the words I had just said had dipped Pete in to a jar of delight. A wide grin spread across his face and suddenly he looks just like how he did years ago. Unconsciously, my face is set into a smile too but I am only fully aware of the nervous feeling that had wrapped itself around me now.
“Larry said to bring you a lot of Goodluck. He sounded pretty confident in you.” I said and not wanting to lunge into silence I said again. “How are you?”
I genuinely wanted to know.
“Anxious as hell.” He said laughing his eyes never leaving mine.
I blew a raspberry. “I can only imagine.” I said. “If I was you I would be having some panic attack right now.” I jokingly told him.
“Oh really?” He said arching an eyebrow as he grin turned to a smirk.
My heart wanted to escape
