She couldn’t afford to lose focus because of a cute boy. Even if he was really, really, really cute. Keefe might not be as classically handsome as Fitz—but he didn’t need to be. In fact, there was something extra appealing about his crooked smile and artfully messy hair. It made him less serious. Less perfect. Less intimidating. Plus, he was smart. And funny. And kind. And a good listener. And… …a superpowerful Empath who could read her emotions through the air without even trying. Which meant the next time she saw him, he’d be able to feel everything she was feeling.
