Chapter 115: Green Eyes, Silver Nerves
Micah’s heartbeat drummed in his ears as he stood between Darcy and Archie in the cramped storage room. The only light came from the streetlights in front of the old gym. Too late, Micah realised he was trapped between the second male lead and the protagonist. The very thing he had agonised over all afternoon. Micah tried to draw a slow breath, but Archie’s tall and imposing figure loomed on his right, and that cedar-and-leather scent rolling off the man filled his lungs instead. Instinct pushed Micah left toward Darcy. He took a tiny half step, just enough for his arm to touch Darcy’s side. He wanted to be anywhere but next to Archie, that treacherous second male lead.
Darcy noticed Micah’s shifting, but he didn’t move. Their shoulders brushed at first, then he leaned back a little, overlapping them. If he stretched his hand, he could easily pull Micah into his embrace.
"Don’t move," Archie growled in the dark, his voice barely above a whisper, "What if you step on a loose board and make a noise?! Ashley will notice us."
Micah straightened his back a little, but kept his mouth shut, pressing his lips together. He thought Archie’s words were too domineering. Who put this guy in command? Did he think that because he was the captain of an Esports team, he could order around everyone? Still, Micah swallowed his retort. He didn’t want to blow Russell’s plan by accident.
Then Micah’s mind began to work. Was he stopping him from leaning on Darcy? He wondered, a nervous tremor in his fingers. Why? No way! Could he already be interested in Darcy? At first sight?
In the book, Archie only noticed Darcy after Darcy had saved him from those thugs who were hired by his rival team to crush his hands in the alley.
But here, they hadn’t even said hello.
The dread flooded back. He peeked out of the corner of his eye. Archie, with those green eyes, was staring at him. Micah flinched and averted his eyes.
Shit! He was scrutinising him! Micah freaked out inwardly.
Micah turned his head toward Darcy for comfort, only to freeze again. Darcy’s eyes weren’t on him. They were locked on Archie! Wide, thoughtful, almost curious.
No... Fucking...Way!!!!