Chapter Twenty-Six
I looked back over my shoulder to the space where Tres had left out the door, then back to where Zane stood, immobile. His eyes were also fixed on the door where Tres had exited.
Zane’s full lips were slightly parted. His eyebrows were squished together. The skin between his forehead crinkled. His normally hooded gaze was open and wide. His eyes blinked rapidly, as though trying to make sense of puzzle pieces scattered before him.
I swallowed and then reacted like someone who’d been caught doing something she shouldn’t have. I reached for the redirect. “What are you doing here?”
Slowly, painfully slowly, Zane’s gaze found mine. He searched my face as though seeing me for the first time. He blinked a few times as though trying to bring me into focus before he answered
