Chapter 90

“I’m not scared of anything.”

Lies. He is scared of being with me because of my dad, but he would rather die than admit it.

“That doesn’t answer my question.” I rise on tiptoe; he doesn’t move an inch, not even as I brush my fingers along his jaw.

“Admit you want me, too.” I’m not sure where my boldness comes from even after so many rejections from him. But him being here has to mean that he cares