Page 126 of Psycho

His eyes were directly on me, and there was just something about them that made me pause in my steps, feeling off.

Maybe it was nothing more than my overactive imagination, or perhaps it was all the stress of being in Micah’s place all this time—I didn’t know.

There was a slight chill that went through me as Josh and I looked at each other in the parking lot that wasn’t ever present when I looked at Micah, and I didn’t know what to make of it.

Out of the two, Micah was definitely the bigger monster. I should be more wary of him than I was of Josh, but that wasn’t the case now.

I turned away from him first and made my way over to Micah’s truck, and just as I had my hand on the door handle, I paused, looking around.

I shivered, my eyes automatically moving over to Josh, but he wasn’t looking at me anymore.

So then, why did it feel like someone was watching me?

I quickly opened the door and got in.

Micah watched me with a strange look on his face.

“Okay?” he asked.

I took him in fully. Something about the man always made it seem like there wasn't enough air in the space we occupied, and yet I didn’t feel suffocated.

I nodded, offering a small smile, wondering why I was suddenly feeling so shy. Or maybe it was that stupid kiss I gave him this morning before school. That was the first time I had initiated a kiss with him, and I didn’t know what I was thinking when I did it.

I just did it, and I had thought about that small interaction between us during all of my morning classes.,

Now, I was acting shy?

I didn’t think of myself as a shy person, but the way he was looking at me… I squirmed in my seat, and he smirked.

“How was school, baby?”

I shrugged. “Okay.”

“Okay,” he repeated.

I would ask him how his day went, but a huge part of me didn’t want to know, even if a small part of me did wonder.

It was best I didn’t know what he did when he wasn’t with me. If him taking me didn’t skew my perception of him already, then knowing the fullbloodydetails probably would, and I decided things would be easier for me if I didn’t look at Micah the same way everyone else looked at him.

He took off without another word, driving us to a small fast-food restaurant and only ordering for me.

I looked at him questioningly when he paid for the food and took off.

“I can’t stay, sweetheart. I have… somewhere I need to be.

“Oh.”

I looked out to the window, not really seeing the scenery as it passed me by.

I didn’t talk again until we reached the house.

“Club business?”

He turned to me and set the truck into park before turning off the ignition. “Yes.”

He waited for me to ask him, but that wasn’t what I was curious about. All his talk of being possessive over me, I wondered if it also applied to him, or if he was talking about nothing coming between him and me, only applied to me, and perhaps…

Perhaps he was seeing someone else?

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