*Amelia*
I glance up at Cory as he pulls up in front of my building, my heart racing with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. “Are you busy? Or do you wanna come up for a bit?” I ask, suddenly feeling a wave of shyness wash over me.
His gaze locks onto mine, a flicker of surprise in his eyes as if he is gauging whether I truly mean it. “No plans, so yeah, why not,” he replies, a smile spreading across his face that makes my stomach flutter.
As he parks the car and hops out to open my door, his fingers intertwine with mine, sending sparks through my skin as we walk inside. I can’t shake this feeling of being like a teenager again, fumbling for words in front of a guy I like. The elevator ride feels like an eternity, my nerves bubbling beneath the surface as I shuffle my feet.
Once
