I snap my head up, colliding with a pair of wide, dark blue eyes that look like they’ve just seen a ghost. Will’s face is pale as shit and my stomach drops. Never in the short time I’ve seen him since he’s been back, nor in the brief time I knew him as kids, have I seen this look in his eyes. He looks scared. No, terrified. The words I just spoke play back to me in my head, and I want to ram my head into the wall. What the fuck was I thinking revealing all that? I shove away from the table to a stand, but Will’s already gone before I can even call out his name.
