#Chapter52

Dane's brow twitches, he chews on his inner bottom lip, and I can tell, standing this close, his heart is racing too. He swallows hard, his eyes flicker away, his eyebrows pinching in the center. He is not one to back down from a conflict with most people except me, and even that tiny detail now holds a heavier meaning. Dane always relents when we fight and walks off before it gets too heated. I have seen him stand his ground and fight his corner no matter who it is until he’s faced with me.

“I’m not doing this. I don’t need to do this… I said no, this...