Lewis’ POV

She lifts her eyes and stops.

With a soft gasp, she quickly grips her jacket, clutching it close. That’s where my eyes fall to. And a memory hits me—the last and most daring time she made her feelings known to me.

“L– Lewis?” She mutters in shock.

My heart stirs as I drag in her dangerously sweet scent. I let out a deep breath and take one more step toward her, raising my eyes to hers. “Sophia, I, um…”

Words bail on me as I hold her gaze. Sparkly eyes that have ...