I blink.
Lyra drops down beside me, legs crossed, eyes bright with barely contained delight. She leans back against the log like sheowns the whole damn meadow.
Her gaze flicks toward where Thane disappeared, then back to me, a wicked glint in those green eyes.
“Because from where I was standing, it kinda looked like you’ve gottwoguys into you.”
I scoff, too stunned to even pretend I wasn’t just sitting here in shock.
“That’s not—”
Lyra holds up a hand, cutting me off. “No, no, let’s just break this down real quick.”
She ticks points off on her fingers.
“One: Kieran was over here, flirting his ass off, and you were enjoying it—by the way, he’s hot likeeveryonefrom Air Clan.”
I frown. “I wasn’t—”
Lyra gives me a look.
I sigh. “Fine. Maybe a little.”
She holds up two fingers. “Thane was already on his way over before Kieran even left.”
I open my mouth. Then close it.
Because . . . yeah. That’s true.
“Three: Thane sat down like he owned this log, and then—correct me if I’m wrong—he openly admitted he was jealous?”
I groan, dropping my head into my hands. “You heard that?! It wasn’t—he didn’t—it wasn’t like that.”
Lyra snorts. “Yeah, I was kind of eavesdropping—so if I ask what exactly he said, are you going to tell me it didn’t mean anything?”
I hesitate.
Because the wordsso what if I am?are still echoing in my head.
Lyra gasps and shoves my shoulder. “Oh my gods, you’re blushing!”
“I’m not blushing.”
“You are.”
“I’m overheated from training.”
She throws her head back laughing, then leans in with a wicked grin.
“Oh, this is going to befun. I can’t wait to see how this plays out. ‘Ladies and gentlemen, will Amara choose Kieran? Thane? Both? We will have to watch to see how this unfolds.’”
I groan, louder this time. “There is nothing to unfold.”
Lyra smirks, propping her chin in her hand, elbow leaning on the log. “Mara . . . please. You do realize Thane looks at you like he already knows how this ends, right?”
My heart kicks up.
I shake my head. “No, he—”
