The bell rang, signaling the start of another day at school, but I couldn’t care less about the lessons ahead. My mind was still reeling from what happened between Asher and me. That kiss, those words, the things I had said—and the way he had looked at me, like he knew exactly how much I hated him… and how much I wanted him.
I thought I could escape it. I thought I could bury the feelings deep inside and pretend like nothing had happened, but that was before I had to face him again.
Before I had to walk through those school doors and see him, still the same arrogant, smug bastard who had tormented me for years.
As I walked down the hallway, my footsteps echoing on the tiled floor, my heart beat wildly in my chest. I told myself I wasn’t going to let him get to me, that I would keep my d
