Chapter 55
Jack
I finally close my laptop and look at Nolan.
My finished cup of hot chocolate, now cold, sits abandoned on the table. And there he is still planted in that chair across from me like some guilty student called to the principal's office.
Is Nolan aware that he can just, I don't know… leave?
I don't hold him here against his will. Not with chains. Not with words. Hell, I haven't even spoken to him in the last ten minutes.
But he stays.
The corner of my mouth twitches, and I hide my amusement, leaning back in my chair.
"You planning to camp out there all night?" I ask, casual.
He looks at me, irritated, his eye twitching like it always does when he's trying not to explode.
"You asked me to stay," he bites out.
"Hmmmnn." I tap my fingers on the table, slow, deliberate. Let the sound dig under his skin.
"Did I?" I say, tilting my head, pretending to think.
His jaw tightens, and his eyes burn with fury; seriously, he makes it so easy.
