20.

FELIX.

Suddenly feeling too bare, I sink further into my seat, as if it’ll help create further distance between us.

"Nothing," I state firmly. "I just didn’t feel like doing school anymore," I say with zero emotion that I’m almost believing my lie.

Brynn whispers something, but I don’t hear it, and when I lift my brows, she repeats. "I said lucky."

"Why? You don’t like school too?"

"No, I love school. I just think you’re lucky you get to stop doing stuff you’re not into." She explains as she lowers her gaze, and there’s an indecipherable sense in her words, but I don’t question it as Brynn looks back to me. "So you’re like what? Twenty-five and just doing your stuff?"

I laugh at the age joke and I see her smile softly as well.

"You wish. I’m just twenty."

She ticks her tongue. "Shame. You look much older."

I embrace this side of her. Her playfulness and small jokes have me grinning harder, like a man who all is right in his world. "I didn’t take you for a liar, Addams, because you’re