FIA
My mouth went dry at the sight of Reed and his smile faded into concern the second he took a real look at me. He closed the gap like he couldn’t help himself, eyes scanning my face as gently as his voice. “Are you okay?” he asked, almost cautiously.
But my mind was in such disarray that I could hardly hear him. ’You’re not cheating on him,’ I quickly told myself. ‘You’re not even his girlfriend. You haven’t had that conversation’.
But then my inner voice doubled down and reminded me of the kiss, of how I knew what his intentions were, and of the obvious looks he gave me. He became increasingly concerned with each passing second that passed without an answer, but instead of putting him out of his misery, I stared at him, into his eyes, looking for any sign that what I felt for Jett
