Chapter 54: Skye

I suck in a breath as the intensity grows between us. A change in conversation seems to be in order. "Thanks again for making an appointment at the counseling center. It's not something I would have done on my own."

"You're welcome. I'm glad it was helpful."

His thumb rubs delicate circles against my palm. The caress is distracting, and I feel myself getting lost in his touch. When I realize what's going on, I have to jerk myself out of the haze.

I clear my throat and refocus my attention on our conversation instead of the attraction humming below the surface of my skin. "Dr. Mestoff mentioned a grief group they run on campus."

"That sounds interesting. Are you going to check it out?"

"I think so. And I'm going to make another appointment to see her next week." What she helped me realize today is that I can't handle this on my own. Dr. Mestoff has thrown me a lifeline, and I need to grab it with both hands.

It's almost a relief when the waitress arrives with our burgers, mil