CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
GEORGE’S POV
“Yes,” it had been a mere whisper, probably one I was not meant to hear but I still did.
I’d almost stirred completely awake at that. I’d felt my heart stop for what seemed like a full minute. Did he mean that as a joke to my joke, you know, the art of playing along or could it possibly be real? No, I couldn’t go back there. We had already crossed that bridge and now we were just friends. I couldn’t start hoping for something more. Besides, I was not sure what was going on with him and Ares. I’d seen them together at the coffee shop and he’d been smiling. As much as I hadn’t wanted to feel jealous at that moment, I’d still felt the tiny squeeze in my stomach and the back of my throat.
What if they had decided to become completely official? My heart con
