Chapter 74

Harper

My breath caught, but I didn’t move.

His grin turned a little sharper, almost daring. “You know, you don’t have to keep pretending you don’t want to be here with me.”

“I’m not pretending—” I started, but his hand slid up my side, warm even through the fabric of my hoodie, and whatever excuse I had died right there on my tongue.

“Sure you’re not,” he murmured, voice low enough that it felt l