Devin began shucking his tracksuit, waiting for Alex’s heartbeat to speed up, for her cheeks to turn pink. He loved her crush on him. She didn’t even bother looking up. Devin told himself he wasn’t disappointed. Alex must have come to the same conclusion he had: whatever attraction existed between them should be suppressed in favor of a professional working relationship that prioritized their shared mission. Damn. Sometimes being mature really bit the big one.
