Chapter 163: You’ve Been Stalking Me?
Hearing that, Claire stiffened, the words hitting her like a cold gust of wind. Claire's heart skipped, but not in the way it should have.
The way he said it—so casual, yet so intense—made her pulse quicken. She knew he had said it hoping it would sound romantic to her but there was nothing romantic about it.
Why does this feel so wrong and so frightful? She mused.
"Oh," she said, forcing herself to stay calm. "That's... a long time. So, haven't you had any girlfriend since you started high school?" she asked and he shook his head.
"I couldn't keep any because you're all I seem to think about even with them. I guess they noticed and decided not to be a shadow of someone else," he said and Claire swallowed nervously.
No matter how hard she was trying to, she couldn't help the prickles she was feeling underneath her skin.
Her feet moved automatically, but her mind was already racing. She tried to focus on the sounds of the night and the distant music from the prom, even the chirping crickets. Anything to ground herself but the more she tried to focus on something else, the more she couldn't.
Mathew's words were echoing over abd over in her head, sending her mind into a chaotic mess.
Mathew tilted his head slightly, studying her. "You're quiet. What's on your mind?" he asked and Claire raised her eyes to meet his.
She quickly adverted it when she saw something she couldn't quite understand or place.
Claire bit her lip, not knowing what to say to his answer. Should she just drop it? Pretend she didn't feel the growing pit in her stomach?