~ELENA~

Nico is standing at the door.

He steps in without asking, shutting the door behind him. The air feels heavy the moment Nico shuts my door.

“You’re sulking,” he says casually, leaning against the doorframe.

“I am not sulking,” I snap, sitting up.

“Mm.” He pushes off the door and walks toward me, slow and deliberate. “You’ve been glaring at me since dinner. You think I didn’t notice?”

My heartbeat picks up. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

He stops at the edge of my bed, looking down at me with that maddening calm expression.

“You didn’t like those girls touching me.”

I freeze, my face heating.

“You...