For the first time since the beginning of the school year, Damian didn 't wait for her at the school gates.

She tried not to let the disappointment show on her face as she waved her Papa goodbye, and continued to walk into school with her head held high. Maybe she could do it. She could get through the day without having to think about Damian, or what it felt like kissing him, or the heat of his body on top of hers '

She shook the thought out of her head.

As she took her seat with Becky, goosebumps flared all over her skin, and Anya whipped round to see that Damian had been openly

staring

at her. The kiss blazed in her mind, and her mouth went dry. How were they supposed to pretend that nothing happened when he was so

obvious?

His Adam 's apple bobbed as he swallowed nervously, and Damian hurriedly looked away, his face becoming ever more red by the second.

Was he thinking about it, too?