“How do you do that? Ugh, like… read me so easily?” His fingers come to my chin, tipping my gaze back to him when I try to avert it. “You wear every single emotion on your face. If you’re thinking something you don’t want anyone else to know, your cheeks are tinted pink, and it makes me wonder if that flush is just there or other places too.” I swallow, my throat thick. He has this ability to see right through me, more than anyone I know besides maybe Eli. It’s unnerving.
