Adele:
Nathan stared at me for a few seconds, his expression unreadable. But I knew exactly what was going through his mind.
He thought I was being ridiculous.
I scoffed. “What’s that look for?” My arms crossed instinctively over my chest. “I’m serious, Nathan. Someone’s following us. I can feel it.”
He let out a low chuckle, shaking his head. “Oh, come on. You’re imagining things.” With an easy smile, he leaned in again, slipping his arms around my waist like it was the most natural thing in the world. “Don’t be so paranoid,” he murmured. “Why don’t we just enjoy our night, hm?”
I hesitated, my instincts still buzzing. But then I sighed, forcing myself to relax. Maybe he was right. Maybe I was being paranoid.
“Yeah… you’re right.” I nodded. “I’m sorry.”
To my utter surprise, Nathan
