Chapter Eleven
Thomas stumbles under the weight of all the things he's carrying, and I rush forward to take some from him.
"Is this all really necessary?" I ask.
He nods. "You read the spell, right?"
"More like scanned it," I admit, taking the top box from his pile and setting it on the table in the middle of the secret library. "Daphne filled me in on the rest."
Thomas chuckles. "Why shouldn't I be surprised?"
He brushes past me, our bodies almost touching and reminding me of my moment here with Ryan. The ghost of a kiss traces my lips, and it's all I can do not to lift my fingers there. I don't want to have to explain what I'm feeling to Thomas. Not when I'm not sure how he feels about me.
"What's all this stuff for?" I frown. If I recall what Daphne said, the ceremony is more abo
