Emerge
“The way he takes my hand in his when we walk to class.
The way he drapes his arm across my shoulders—strong and safe—when we sit at our desks or in the library.
The way he pulls my hips a few inches closer to his body when we practice self-defense.
Or now. The way he reaches across the small table and curls a strand of my hair around his finger before tucking it behind my ear.
We’re at my favorite sushi place near Paradise Cove. I swore to Clay I wouldn’t make him do anything he didn’t want to do, and I remember he said sushi is his favorite food. So, I figure if he had the choice, he’d like to come here. Yeah, but would he come here with you? a little voice inside me questions. I ignore it.
On the days I go to the Foundation (where my research still hasn’t turned up anything), I have to siren Clay at the end of the school day, then call him later in the evening and sing to him again.
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