“No, it’s okay. Go.” Callie squeezes my shoulder.
“Yeah, I called you a cab. So you should be good,” Poe tells me with a determined nod.
“But… what about us going out?”
Poe waves her hand. “That was just a hoax. Something we had to tell you so you’d be ready at midnight.”
Wyn smiles proudly. “I came up with that.”
Despite everything, I chuckle.
Gosh, they’ve thought of everything, haven’t they?
My friends, and they don’t even know the whole story yet.
Who would’ve thought that I’d make friends at areformschool? That I’d love them all to pieces.
And that they’d push me out the door when I just stand there, feeling overwhelmed and flabbergasted, so I could go and stop the love of my life.
But as soon as the night air hits me, I take off at a run.
I’m filled with determination and purpose.
I’m filled with calmness. Or as much calmness as I can be filled with at a time like this. At a time when he is leaving.
Because I declared my love to him.
God.
What an idiotic thing to do and what an idiotic way to react.
But it’s okay. I’ll stop him.
I don’t remember giving the cabbie his address but somehow, I’m here.
I’m in front of his gray door and I’m knocking.
I realize I’ve never done that before, knock on his door I mean. Whenever I came here, to this L-shaped building with its gray railing, overlooking the highway, he was always with me.
So I think it’s going to be a little shocking when he sees me on his doorstep.
And it is.
Itisshocking when a second later, Arrow opens the door and finds me – the girl who loves him.
He actually draws back an inch and I fist my hands at my sides.
I’m probably the last person he was expecting to see and yet, here I am.
Complete with my love and all.
Complete with my messy hair and freckles and chunky sweater and soccer cleats. And out-of-control pounding heart.
In my defense, I do try to control my heart and not ogle him. Which is very difficult because he doesn’t have a shirt on.
His hard muscles are on display and they’re sweaty. Also, they are panting and heaving.
I try not to look at his expanding ribs and hollowing out stomach and the way he’s frowning at me, mouth open, nostrils flaring.
