EMILY
“Let me help you,” Dylan said as he took off the necklace he gave me as a birthday gift to put on the new one he gave me.
I took a fistful of my hair and placed it to the side giving him access.
“You know you don’t have to constantly get me gifts.” I almost whispered, feeling nervous from his closeness.
I should be used to this now but I wasn’t. It’s been over a month since we got way closer than we used to and the relationship between us has slightly changed.
No, we weren’t dating but he was still courting me and he was giving me all the attention in the world.
In class, we’d act like the student-professor that we were and we’d professionally converse but when we are out and just us, we’d speak and get to know each other better.
I’d ask him questions and he’d give me a reply.
