nineteen and unravelling
"And honestly... I didn't see text updates as a necessity. I'm just not used to doing stuff like that, you know? The constant checking-in."
I looked at him, my heart doing a little flutter, but I kept my posture elegant. "Oh. Okay. I get that. But just so we're clear, Malik... I'm not the kind of girl who just does stuff like that—meaning kitchen kisses and private drives—and doesn't expect more. I don't do casual variables."
Malik's gaze darkened, holding my eyes with absolute intensity. The playful campus-player air completely vanished. "I know that, Kelsey. And I do want more."