Chapter 43

Selah

My cheeks burned as Kaelen's question hung in the air between us. 'Do I just see him as Cleo's uncle?' His face was inches from mine, his breath warm against my skin. I pushed him away, needing space to think.

"I... I should shower," I mumbled, desperate for an escape.

I hurried to my bathroom, closing the door behind me with shaky hands. I leaned against it, trying to calm my racing heart.