Aliyah’s POV

Panic surged through me. Did he know? Did he see? My arms folded across my chest instinctively. “You’re imagining things,” I snapped.

He studied me in silence, unreadable. Then, finally, his lips curved into a faint smile. “Maybe I am.”

I let out a shaky breath, only realizing then how long I’d been holding it.

“Let me give you a ride home,” he said suddenly.

“No,” I blurted, too fast.

His brows lifted in amusement. “Still stubborn.”

“I said no, I ...