I barely took two steps before Titus caught my elbow, pulling me to a stop and twisted me around to face him.
I struggled to not meet his eyes. It was a trap, those deep set of sea blue eyes. They are me up, making me feel warm and jelly like.
No.
I was angry and confused.
Claire and him were so much more than just sweethearts. I wish I knew more about them, yet at the same time I didn't want to know anything.
I pulled my arm away, yanking it free from his gentle grasp, but he only took hold of my shoulders, pulling me even closer to him.
"Let me go, Titus." I snarled, slapping his extended arm.
The look he was giving me was so intense, my body gavein and looked back at him.
I couldn't understand his expression. There was sadness and guilt, but there was a
