Chapter 118. What Are We Doing?

2024

Amelia’s POV

I told myself to move, to at least pretend I wasn’t just standing there like some awestruck fan girl who just spotted her favorite celebrity, but my feet refused. It was like my body had been anchored in place, unable to do anything except watch as Adrian approached.

When he finally stopped in front of me, he looked down, gaze moving from my face down to my dress and then back up in a leisurely way that made me suck in my stomach.

“You came,” he said, voice low.

I shrugged, somehow managing to keep my tone casual. “Yeah.”

Up close, I took him in properly. The way his sleeves were rolled up just enough to show strong forearms. The way the undone buttons revealed just enough of his collarbone to make me feel deeply unhinged.

I bit my lip to remind myself that it was rude to stare. Not that it helped.

“You look beautiful,” he said.

The compliment hit me in the stomach like I’d just stepped off a curb