JACKSON
Will she pull back if I close this tiny space between our fingers and interlock them? Knowing Siri, she would. She would glare at me, give a sharp remark, pick up her bag, and leave with a faint blush on her cheeks. I didn't want her to leave so soon. This moment right here was what I always looked forward to. A moment where it was just us two, even though countless students were walking by.
I saw, felt, and smelled no one else but her. Her scent always found a way to tease me, and I've become addicted to that teasing. I wanted nothing but to dig my nose into her hair and inhale until I was about to pass out.
She stared down at her book, and I could tell she wasn't reading.
I was jealous of the bloody book. I needed those honey-brown eyes on me, and only me, not on some words
