LILA
Callum's laugh was soft, his breath warm against my neck. "Talk to me," he murmured, his voice dropping into something intimate. "Your sister and your ex look like they're about to have simultaneous aneurysms."
I glanced over his shoulder and caught sight of Ethan and Trisha, both glaring at us with enough venom to kill. "What should I talk about?" I asked, trying to ignore the uncomfortable knot forming in my stomach.
"Anything." He pulled me closer until there was barely any space between us. "Ask me anything."
I hesitated, then the words tumbled out before I could stop them. "Why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden? We've been at the same college for almost two years now and never even said hello to each other. Why now?"
His grip tightened around my waist, and his eyes
