The teacher paired us up for a project.
"Looks like we're partners," Alex said, sliding a notebook toward me.
I nodded, trying to act confident, but my hands shook slightly as I took it.
Throughout the project, our shoulders brushed several times. Each accidental touch sent a jolt through me.
"Your idea is… interesting," he said finally, and I caught the tiniest smile on his lips.
Was that… a smile directed at me?