Anastasia's Point of View:
As I turned around, my eyes widened.
"ANDREW!?" I shouted, even though I was expecting him. "Why the fuck didn't you reply when I asked? I could have—could have hit you with something. You scared me!"
His eyes went down to my body for just a split second before he looked up again. I swear I could see his ears turn slightly pink as he looked at me.
"Uh…" He stuttered as his eyes met mine, but he looked sideways immediately. "I'll… I'll just come back later."
Before I could form a reply, he left the room and I exhaled loudly. Oh my god. My heart was racing against my chest. The way his eyes looked at me for the smallest of a second, it made me feel so… hot? I don't know, heat rushed to my cheeks and like, my whole body, or something. It was—was a really weird feeling; something I had never felt before.
It doesn't matter—I was thankful it wasn't anyone else. He scared the literal shit out of me.
