"O-obviously," she started sounding slightly nervous, making me tilt my head slightly confused in her hands.
"Obviously you don't understand the agreement." She said quickly composing herself. I rolled my eyes slightly letting her keep her hands there for now, since no one else was in the library.
"Where you go, I go, where I go, you go." She told me sternly rubbing her thumbs over my cheeks making me blush deeply. I couldn't tell if it was just a caring gesture or if it was something more. My instincts told me it was just friendly, but my body (stupid hormones) told me it was something more. And honestly at the moment my body was in control.
Book 1 in "Ultraviolence" series
#58 in Teen Fiction