Chapter 51. What the Hell Is His Problem?

2014

Amelia’s POV

Janelle laughed a little and I realized, to my dismay, that I must have made a face at her statement about crushing on Adrian. “I mean, look at him. He’s basically like all those Greek gods I spent my freshman year fantasizing about. And a senior. And kind of impossible to read.”

I swallowed, not sure I wanted to be in this conversation.

“But,” she said, “the heart wants what it wants, right? So, I guess I’ll take whatever I can get.”

I wasn’t paying attention to where I was stepping.

And that was my mistake.

Because before I even realized what was happening, my foot stumbled on an uneven part of the trail, and I stumbled.

Then fell.

Hard.

Pain shot through my ankle the moment it twisted beneath me and I screamed, hissing in pain.

“Amelia?”

It was Adrian’s voice.

A second later, he was kneeling in front of me, his brows drawn together as he cupped my face and made me look at