Chapter 28
Nate asked her to walk like it was nothing.
That was the trick of it. After the library, after Vanessa on the street, after a night spent in his bed without finishing what they kept starting, he stood in the kitchen with wet hair from a shower and said, “Come on. Just out. Ice cream. I need air that does not smell like her perfume.”
Emilia almost said no. The dare was out of her mouth now and still sitting between them. He knew. He had not left. That should have made a date easier. It made her careful.
“A walk,” she said.
“A walk.” His mouth tipped. “If you hate it you can write a bad review.”
They went anyway.
Campus in late afternoon looked almost ordinary. Leaves stuck to the sidewalk. Somebody blasted music from a dorm window. Nate walked close enough that their hands
