Darius stayed close to me as he urged me towards the stairs and his magic brushed up against mine like a question hanging between us. I pushed it away as heat ran up the back of my neck and shifted out of his grip, so he no longer held me in the cage of his arm. “Why are you doing that?” I asked, shooting him a suspicious look. “You let me in this morning,” he reminded me in a low voice. “Why did you trust me so easily then and not now?”
The little moments of vulnerability Darius shows makes me scream. Ugh
