“I thought we decided to stay away from each other,” I remind him. Alex is silent, and this time when I look at him, he has a guilty expression on his face. A tired sigh leaves my lips, and I lower my hands to my knees, focusing on him. “You’re not making this easy on us.”

There is regret in his voice. “I know. But when I see you, I can’t help but want to follow you around.”

My face feels hot at his confession, and I wonder if he went and hit his head somewhere.

He has always ...