Chapter 9
Walking home, I kept feeling a tickling sensation on my fingers.
When I glanced over, I caught Seth’s hand stealthily reaching toward mine, then quickly withdrawing.
His hands were large with slender wrists. The veins were faintly blue, and stood out just right. They were exactly my type. After several tentative attempts, he noticed me watching. He turned his head away, and his ears quickly turned red.
He casually stuffed his hands into his pants pockets.
Gosh. This guy’s ears turned red so easily.
I slipped my hand into his pocket and grabbed his hand.
He did not dare look at me, but secretly gripped mine in return.
We walked awkwardly like this all the way to our building.
When Seth saw who was standing by the entrance, his face fell.
Ethan stood there holding a bouquet, his gaze lingering on our joined hands.
I instinctively started to pull away until Seth tightened his grip on my hand. That was when I remembered that Ethan was not anyone to me anymore. Ethan looked somewhat dejected, but what he said still made me angry. “Stop using other people to get back at me, Lou. I know I was wrong.” Instead of defending myself, I asked, “Where’s Anna?”
As far as I knew, Anna had been reprimanded by her parents and, under the pretext of recovery, had been kept from contacting Ethan. It was only recently that her parents had discovered the two had once dated.
