~Andrea
“What's Her Highness thinking about?” Dean's voice snapped me out of my thoughts, reminding me of the fact that he was there with me.
I was in the library reading as usual but I couldn't help but think about Wayne last night. Nothing special happened but the tension between us was just so real that I kept wondering if he felt it too.
Dean leaned in closer, taking a seat next to me as he examined the book that I was reading. “I didn't know you were into mystery novels, I thought you'd like more romance,” he commented.
“Yes,” I replied. “I'm into these types but that doesn't mean I don't read romance novels, I just prefer this more.”
I felt satisfied with my answer and for a while we did nothing, I even carried a book and sat down on another bean bag reading a book alongside me.
