NATH
The attraction I felt toward Winter before? That was sympathy. My heart was moved due to her seemingly pathetic condition. But now, it's different. She's quick, strategic, and bold. Everything I admire in a person. And the fact that she's playing this so ruthlessly? It only makes me want to see what else she's capable of.
'This changes everything,' I think, a smile tugging at my mouth. 'Fine, Winter. You want to play? I'll play. And I'll make sure you win.'
The need to see her hits me out of nowhere. To watch her mask slip, to catch the flicker in her eyes when she's calculating her next move. I shove the papers back, rearrange the box so it looks untouched, and head for the door.
Because now, more than ever, I want to see her act.
I step out out of the room, my chest
