Arielle’s POV
The late afternoon sun spilled through the tall windows of the lecture hall as I tried not to let my thoughts drift back to him—Cassian.
I twirled my pen between my fingers, doing my best to smile at Darren, the guy who sat beside me, smiling at me calmly.
He was good-looking, tall, with an amazing charm and kind eyes that always seemed to notice whenever I was having a bad day or felt sad.
Today, I’d decided I was done thinking about my ridiculously sexy, emotionally unavailable, and utterly off-limits stepfather.
I just needed to get over it and get over him.
"So... are you into horror movies?" Darren asked, nudging me playfully with his elbow.
I blinked and then smiled widely.
“Huh?”
He chuckled softly and then shrugged.
“You’ve been staring at me without saying
