Victor
“You know, I used to love watching you study,” I say casually, like it wasn’t a big deal even though at some point it had become the meaning of my entire existence, the best part of my day - curling on the couch with my romance books while he so seriously devoured every complicated equation and problem like it was nothing.
“And you went through all that trouble to here just to tell me that?” He snorts but doesn’t look up at me.
I lean back on the door, crossing my hands at my chest as I continue contemplating him for a while longer.
“Well, you love playing hard to get, so I didn’t have much of a choice.”
Finally Gabriel leaves his thousand dollars pen on the desk and looks up at me. His unusual eyes study me for the longest time but he remains silent. His gaze is hard at firs
