She stopped at the hallway, close to her doorstep, where I was. Her dazed eyes were now fixed on me, steaming mug in her hand, her robe tied loose at the waist. I wanted to say something but nothing came up. Her brows shot up, eyes flicking from me to the door I’d just closed behind me.
My stomach dropped. f**k.
“Jeremy?” her voice held confusion, maybe suspicion. “What are you doing in Teyana’s room at this hour?”
My pulse banged in my ears. For a moment, my head went blank. I had to say something. There was no way on earth I was implicating the girl. She didn’t deserve this.
“Well, Teyana wasn’t feeling well. I just—uh—wanted to make sure she got home safe.”
Her stare lingered like she was trying to make sense of my excuse. My hands itched to run through my hair, but I shoved them i
