crossed paths
Elena’s pulse quickened, her thoughts spiraling as she struggled to focus on the conversation at hand. She wasn’t sure if it was his words or the way he was looking at her that made her feel so unsettled. She wasn’t used to being challenged like this, especially not by someone like him.
“I’m not sure I’m ready for that kind of risk,” she said softly, though part of her wondered if she was simply making excuses.
“Then maybe I can show you what it’s like,” Jay replied, his voice low and inviting.
Elena’s breath caught in her throat. His words were loaded, tinged with something unspoken, something that sent a shiver down her spine. She wasn’t sure if he meant to flirt with her, but it certainly felt that way.
But that was the problem, wasn’t it? Jay Matthews was a risk. The kind of man she wasn’t supposed to get involved with. She could already hear her mother’s voice in her head, scolding her for even considering someone like him—someone who didn’t come from the right background, who didn’t share the same values or ambitions. Her family had always been clear: the only people worth her time were those who could elevate her status, not someone who might bring her down.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Elena said firmly, though even as she said the words, part of her knew they weren’t true.
Jay studied her for a long moment, his expression unreadable. Then, to her surprise, he stood up and walked toward the door. Before leaving, he glanced back over his shoulder, his eyes locking with hers one last time.
“We’ll see,” he said simply, before stepping out…