Project

It's too late to back out now. I won't let myself.

"You look excited." Haeden lazily smiles at me. He grabs my hand and pulls me towards him.

"I am," I confirm, cheeks flushing red when I'm pressed against him. I glance around the hallway, noticing that there are too many eyes on us. Watching how we stand so close together.

His hands rest on my hips, and I curl my fingers into the sides of his shirt. I turn my head to Stone, expecting to see anger or maybe jealousy, any kind of wishful thinking that showed he liked me, but he just scrolls through his phone. Is it not weird for him to have his friend be so handsy with me after we had a moment the other night?

"Hey." Haeden rests his finger beneath my chin and turns my head so I can look at him again. His green eyes shine at me. "Maybe we all should talk later, hmm?"

I frown, my brows furrowed. "What about?"

"I don't think you understand what we mean when we say you belong to us," he says, fingers flexing on my hips. His eyes drift o