Daphne
Nate was staring at me with an expression that made my insides twist, and not in a good way. And then, like a book being slammed closed, his eyes went dark and unreadable, his face flat. “Why did you follow me out there?” He demanded.
It was hard to focus with him standing so close to me. I could feel that magnetic pull, and all I wanted to do was sway into him, wrap my arms around his solid strength, and forget all about bears and secrets and all the ugly things that stood between us. But given his cold expression, I didn’t think he would welcome my affection. I forced myself to take a step back, put more breathing room between us.
“I wasn’t following you,” I said tightly. “I was following the bear.”
“Why? Why would you do that?”
“Why were you?” I challenged him. I saw some sh
