S O P H I E
Ding!
My f*******: alert goes off again.
If someone sends me one more Candy Crush request, I’m going to block them, I think, clearing the notification.
I hear what sounds like a growl from behind me.
I turn my head to look at Bruce, my hair slipping off my shoulder as I do so. He’s sitting on the chair behind me, just staring at me while I lie on the floor, playing with my iPad.
He sits with his long legs extended out before him, reminding me how crazy tall he is. The top button of his shirt is undone, and he looks more laid-back than normal.
He’s been doing it all day, just watching me.
His green eyes bore into me, his jaw clenched tight, a five o’clock shadow showing on his face.
I roll my eyes and return to searching for a new book to read, browsing the selecti
