Emma
“No. He's not bothering me,” I let out a shuddering breath.
She smiles again. “Alright. If you say so.”
Without another word, she starts the car and drives out.
I keep stealing glances at her while my heartbeat race ferociously. I feel a prick of guilt.
She's sitting right next to me without the knowledge of what I've been up to. It's too bad that I lied to her, and even worse that I want Knox.
I tuck a loose tendril behind my ear. And the embarrassing part, Knox doesn't even want me as bad as I do.
Maybe I'm using the wrong approach. What if I try something else. I don't know if he's made of granite. If he can respond to me then it'll be easy.
No. I'm not trying anything. I shove the thoughts aside. Concentrating on the road while my mom drives through the busy lane smoothly.
