He leaned against the opposite island, arms idly crossed across his chest, making his biceps bulge. More staring. Zero words. I didn’t move, and neither did he. In fact, we were both frozen in place, waiting for something, anything, to happen. It was just that…it was the first time since he’d taken my virginity that we weren’t enemies, and I liked it. I missed it. Too bad he has better things to do with his time than engage in a stare-off with you.
