Chapter 65. Anger and Blame

Calista’s POV

I chuckled. “You always think that,” I mumbled, a bit under my breath. “I don’t even know what you want to do or say in here,” I added. He took a step closer, his eyes studying me intently, taking in every detail.

My heart skipped a beat. Being with him felt almost suffocating after everything that had happened.

“You said sometimes you don’t want to be around people.”

“But you’re here.”

“I want to be an exception this time,” he said, a smirk playing on his lips.

I met his gaze and gulped, a nervous smile stretching across my face.

“Yes, because you said this might be our meeting place,” I chuckled, shaking my head as I took in the surroundings.

Cedric took a step closer and gently took my hand in his. “I wonder,” he murmured, his fingers brushing my jawline, “what it would be like to be with you without you worrying about those other guys.” My eyes remained locked on his, and I didn’t say a word or pull away, letti