Elowen

Cedric was wearing a dark, oversized denim jacket that made his broad shoulders look even more imposing, his dark hair slightly windswept from the autumn air. He kept his eyes lowered, adjusting his collar as he stepped up toward the secondary counter to the side of the register where the pick-up orders were placed.

Ivy’s gaze immediately darted from me to Cedric, her eyes tracking the sudden, absolute paralysis that had taken over my entire body.

She looked at the two of us, practically feeling the invisible, heavy tension crackling through the air. Since she didn't know anything about Zephyr being my roommate, I guessed she put two and...