Chapter 22

Eventually, he drew in a small breath, and his gaze met mine when he asked, “This is more to you than just friends fucking sometimes, isn’t it?”

Shit. I hadn’t wanted it to happen like this, if it even happened at all. I’d been so scared, and then relieved and then angry, that I hadn’t even thought to censor my words. I’d just let him see everything that I was feeling. All those things that I swore I wasn’t going to let him know, he now did. There was no taking it back. I couldn’t say I was just kidding. I tried not to panic, looked him in the eye, and nodded.

“Good,” he whispered, his hand squeezing mine, like he didn’t want to let go. His eyes closed, and he blew out a soft breath. I did not miss the relief in his tone as he repeated himself. “Good.”

His breathing evened out a moment later, but his fingers stayed tight in mine. I felt my body relax, too. Things would work out now.9