~ Zoie’s POV ~

 “So, what’s up?”

Zoie waited as Landon started shuffling uncomfortably. He was raking his gorgeous blonde hair with his hand. His bright blue eyes looked nervous, maybe even a little scared.

“Land? You okay?”

“Uhm, are you going somewhere?” Landon asked, purposefully diverting attention.

“Landon, I know you don’t come into my room at 9 in the morning just to have small talk,” Zoie shot point blankly, crossing her arms and ...