Melody's expression softened briefly, her sapphire eyes sparkling slightly. But in the next moment she turned her head abruptly, a faint pink hue rising on her cheeks.
"It's fine… I probably would have lashed out if you didn't." She replied.
Michael couldn't help but smile, since she was probably telling the truth. If he hadn't have lost control, he could imagine the kind of treatment she would have given Braydon in his stead.
As his thoughts turned softer, he felt a hot breath close to his face, causing him to jerk back instinctively. There he saw Rudy studying him intently, as if trying to reveal his secrets.
"Are you sure you two aren't really engaged?"
Michael shot him a glare, ready to give him a verbal lashing—but he suddenly froze, realizing he had forgotten to relay the news from the student council meeting.
"Rudy… It happened again," he said, his expression turning serious.
