AURORA’S POV

My stomach was in knots. Why the hell did Tyson want to have dinner with me!?

I had taken special care to stay out of his way for the past week. It had become very awkward to be around him, after the kiss. But, today I had no option but to face him.

I bumped headlong into the pillar as I walked into the dining room. If Tyson hadn’t caught me on time, I would have kissed the floor.

He led me to the table, even pulling out a chair for me to sit. His extraordinary behavior was driving me to the edge. I stole a glance at...