Primarily because most guys talk too much, and its painful having to suffer through every single thought that goes through their heads. Ive always been a sucker for the quiet types of guys. His face appears as if he keeps a constant veil of armor between his expressions and the rest of the world. I have no idea whats going through his head. He holds his stare for no longer than two seconds, then looks back at the road. He glances at me in the rearview mirror, and his eyes feel like theyre hands, running over every inch of me. I lean my head back and prop my feet up on the console between Miles and Corbin. I set the book down beside me and readjust myself in the backseat. Thirty minutes pass, and the movement of the car accompanied by my attempt to read is making my head hurt. He looks straight ahead, and I look back down at my book. I dont want him to think Im upset that he came, but its hard for me not to appear closed off when Im around him, since Im trying so hard to be. I make sure to tack a smile onto the end of that word. He turns around before getting my answer and puts the car in drive, then glances at me in the rearview mirror. He turns around and looks behind us to back out of the spot, and his eyes briefly meet mine. I glance at Miles, and hes adjusting his rearview mirror. ∽ont wake me up until were there, he says, pulling his cap over his eyes. Miles turns on the radio, and Corbin lays his seat back and kicks his feet up on the dash. I pull a paperback out of my purse and begin to read. The last thing I want right now is a silly crush on a guy when Ive barely got time to focus on both work and school. Which is why I need to figure out how to stop whatever this is I feel when Im around him. I can tell when a guy is attracted to me, and Miles definitely does not fall into that category. It makes me wonder if Im anywhere to him, but the thought doesnt last long.

Hes nowhere, then suddenly hes everywhere, whether you want him to be or not. Thats how it is when a person develops an attraction toward someone.

I dont know if I should sit directly behind Miles, in the middle, or behind Corbin. I climb into the backseat and try to figure out where to sit. You can drive back tomorrow.Ĭorbin agrees, and Miles opens the drivers-side door. Ill drive there if you want, Miles says to Corbin when we all reach the car. I cant tell if Cap excuses Miless rude behavior because he likes Miles or if he just makes excuses for everyone.

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