~LAIA~
Gray eyes lock on mine. I blink once, twice, trying so damn hard to catch my breath.
"That was quite intense, Laia." A smug smirk curls on his lips, even though his expression stays stoic.
My heart slams in my chest at the way he says my name… and my legs are doing that stupid wobbling thing again. My whole body is already moving in its own rhythm.
I squeeze the paper in my hand so tight it might tear, praying he won’t ask me to open it.
The door swings open and Cael steps out. His spine straightens as soon as he sees Damon.
“What a nice restroom you’ve got here…” he mutters.
Damon shoots him a look so deadly:with that kind of glare, I wouldn’t put it past him to smash Cael’s brains out.
His gray eyes glance at the restroom door like he’s genuinely fascinated.
“You know-”
