Page 54 of Introvert

Heck, maybe he had a girl in every city.

I added another item to theCons of Kissing Felixcolumn.

Other girls—I may suffer by comparison.

I'd retyped my list and currently had two documents open. Luckily, the pros and cons were now nearly balanced. I felt like I had everything I needed to make an educated decision. Just beneath that was one line of text.

Felix might laugh at me or think I was crazy.

But after everything (including my overthinking brain and oversensitive heart), I felt better just having it written down.

Set RULES and follow them.

I skimmed the words again then nodded.

Now, I just had to get Felix's opinion, and we'd be all good.

The other document was myend-of-day musings.I'd decided to call itmy tour diary. At the top, it saidDay 2: Fake dating, Felix, and the Kiss.I reread the entry and blushed. Did I spend way too longdetailing how amazingly talented Felix's lips were, the soft slide of his tongue, the flex of his fingers on my thighs? Probably. But this was for my eyes only. No one else would see it, so I could say what I wanted. Plus, it was accurate, so…

I ended with a few words about London, how nice, confident and beautiful she was. I really couldn't blame Felix if he was interested in her. And I shouldn't care, I reminded myself, because what we had was fake.

All was silent except the horrendous snoring coming from the front of the bus. The guys stayed up talking to London, but everyone had gone to bed awhile ago. Pretty sure I was the last one up.Feeling satisfied with my list, I was about tocall it a night when someone stopped outside my bunk.

"Hey princess, you awake?"

"Yeah," I said.

Felix pulled open my curtain and leaned in.

"What are you working on?" he asked.

I was so surprised by his presenceit took me a second to react. Following his gaze, I saw the very personal documents I still had open and quickly closedmy laptop and slid it under the bed.When I lookedup at him, Felix's face was blank. He gave nothing away.I wasn't sure how much he saw, but I hoped it wasn't a lot.

"Nothing," I said evasively.

He tilted his head. "You mind if I stay with you?"

Again, I was too stunned to reply.

"It's more for my protection than yours.The sleepcuddler's at it again."

Just then, I heard Ryker say, "Get your ass out of my bed, Santino."

There was an 'oof' and a groan which I could only assume was Santino.This was followed by the sound of feet shuffling down the aisleand then silence.

"He's already been kicked out of Hayden, Elliot, and Taylor's beds. Only a matter of time before he gets to me."Felix was waiting for an answer. "So, what do you say?"

I stared at him.

"I won't try anything.Promise."

"Okay," I heard myself say.

Felix grinned then gotin beside me.These bunks obviously weren't meant for two people.I had to turn on my side, so we could both fit.The space never felt smaller—or more intimate. My twin bed dipped as his weight settled behind me, and weended up back-to-back.His closeness, the feel of him was impossible to ignore, but I tried to close my eyes, quiet my overactive imagination and sleep.

Too bad, Felix wanted to talk.

"Were you writing about me?" he asked.

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