Wary of Him

Aria

I kept my head lowered over my book, pretending the words made sense when a shadow fell across the table. I snapped my head up, startled, and found Jett standing there with his food plate in his hand.

He pulled out the chair across from me and sat down. He placed his plate on the table, then reached forward and lowered my book with two fingers, forcing my face to be visible.

Before I could re