**Callan
When Isa flipped her hand over and intertwined our fingers, it took everything in my not to launch myself at her. Our proximity had been driving me crazy for the last few minutes since she stopped crying.
I faltered. She was literally just suffering from a panic attack, so maybe now wasn't the time to be making these kinds of moves, I told myself.
But my body felt like a slow-motion magnet the way it went to her on autopilot. And the way she squeezed my hand and closed her eyes as I got closer.
Her lips… were so close.
DING DING
Isa jerked her hand out of mine, and eyes popped open in fear.
Great timing, I groaned mentally.
Just as suddenly as the elevator had stopped, it was eager to kick us out again. The elevator doors began to open.
I didn't even bother trying t
