Kate
The weekend approached faster than expected. During the rest of the week, Dean kept pushing the others away, acting like a morally grey, bad biker boy. Any delusional girl's dream. When I asked him where did he get this idea he just hugged me holding my arms to my side while he was sitting behind me and said.
- I did my research.
- What research? - I asked and instead of answering he took a quick glance towards my books and I got all red. I couldn't tell if my reflection in the mirror in front of us was red due to anger or embarrassment.
- Have you ever heard of boundaries? - I asked desperately and he laughed.
- What?! - I snapped at him. Dean rested his head on my shoulder and said looking into my eyes through our reflections.
- What's so wrong about learning a bit about my g
