Chapter 37

Elena Sergio

I was acutely aware of the weight of Matthew's arm settled comfortably around my shoulders, and the warmth of his hard, sturdy chest as he pulled me close to him.

We were sharing a table like the rest of the class, only in this case behind, and watching the Othello classic that showed on the projector earlier set up by their literature teacher, Miss Dana.

"Don't tell me you're a romantic, Matt," I said, smiling up at him.

When he looked down at me, I could see a hint of laughter in his blue eyes.

He shrugged. "I like the Romeo and Juliet classic and I'm sort of enjoying this one, although that's kinda hard with you so close to me, I guess so. Yeah."

"Well, that's a plus," I chuckled, ignoring his snarky comment. "Because, you, my dear best friend, do not fit into the category of romantics."

Matthew cocked his eyebrows and smiled. "And why would you say that?"