DRACO'S POV.
I stood there with my fingers still gripping the collar of Noel’s hoodie, feeling the fabric bunch up under my hand. The material was warm from his body heat and something about that fact made my chest feel tight in a way I could not explain. I did not like it. I did not like how close we were in this small room or how my body reacted every time I got near him. My instincts had been off since the night after the first game and I still could not figure out why. Right now they were screaming at me to pull him closer, to make him stop hiding whatever he was hiding, but I pushed that feeling down hard because it made no sense.
“Take the hoodie off,” I said again, my voice coming out rougher than I intended. “It is warm as hell in here and you have been walking around like you ar
