Not My Type

Brynn’s POV

I immediately let go of his ankle like it burned me. And maybe it did. Heat rushed across my entire body.

“I don’t,” I blurted out. “It’s not like that, Kaelen.”

He only raised a brow, appearing amused. That stupidly handsome, irritating expression on his face made my pulse race even harder.

Honestly, I could tell he’d gotten more comfortable around me over the past week. At first, he