Page 140 of Playing Dirty
No edge.
No deflection.
That landed differently than I expected.
Because it was the first time he didn’t try to control how it sounded.
Mason
She was right.
This was weird.
Not the room.
Not the assignment.
The awareness.
The fact I could feel where she was without looking.
I stood up again.
Walked toward the window.
City outside was too bright.
Too loud even from here.
Rowan moved slightly behind me.
Not close.
Not far.
Still inside the same space.
“You always like this?” she asked.
“Like what.”
“Quiet like you’re thinking too much.”
I almost laughed.
Almost.
“I don’t think too much.”
“That’s also a lie,” she said.
That made me turn slightly.
Not fully.
Just enough to see her.
She was leaning against the desk now.
