| TRISHA |

My chest tightened, and my heart hammered against my ribs as I forced myself to meet Blake’s gaze.

A warmth crept up my neck, threatening to betray me. “I… I don’t understand what you mean.”

Blake's eyes narrowed. "Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about, Trisha."

"I don't!" I insisted, looking away from his intense gaze.

“Well, let me remind you,” Blake said, his voice dropping into a low, dangerous growl. “We almost fu—”

Before the words could fully escape, my hands shot up, clamping over his mouth.

“Be quiet!” I hissed, my pulse racing.

My eyes darted around the empty locker room, terrified...