*Danika*
The door flung open, tearing me instantly out of my daze and I scooted away from Lance, my heartbeat, thundering to my ears.
What just happened? My heart raced further. Did Lance just make a move or me, or was I the one that_
"I deduce from your stance that you two are ready for us to leave?" a very familiar arrogant voice assailed my thought.
Why is he acting calm, as if he hadn't just seen me almost kissing Lance? I slowly raised my frightful eyes to meet his. He looked back at me with a bland expression. So at that moment, I couldn't fathom the depth of his thoughts or his reaction.
Lance stood, his hand finding his locks. I could tell he was also nervous. "Of course... We were almost coming out," his eyes flickered to me and I reckoned he wanted me standing, so I quickly did.
"I am ready," I whispered and walked towards my mate on jittery feet.