“You know, you can’t really hide your emotions from me,” I said, gritting my teeth, as I felt a migraine coming on. Wyatt’s head snapped around, and he looked at me with raised eyebrows.
He’s going to try and play it cool, just wait for it.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he replied.
There it is.
“Are you serious?” I shot back. “Listen, the more you try to hide, the louder it gets in here,” I explained, pointing at my head.
“How good is your… radar, anyway?” he murmured, his brow furrowed.
“Right now, it’s off the charts because of all the people.” I sighed. “I’m not good with crowds. They make me hypersensitive. And for some reason, the more you try to keep me out, the better I feel what you feel. And, Wyatt, it’s okay to be wary of me. I totally get it. I’m still gettin
