Nico POV
By the look on his face, I knew it wasn't something he'd like to discuss in front of Lila.
"Sure." I let go of Lila hand, thinking she would get her own way back to the bedroom. But then there was the familiar hammering of doubt at the back of my skull. What if she decided to leave?
What if she decided to walk out the front door and leave me behind?
What if fuck that. I grabbed her hand again. "Just give me a few minutes to escort Lila back to our room."
"It's fine, Nico. I can manage finding my own way back." She smiled, but it did nothing to silence the voices of doubt swirling around inside my brain, threatening to drive me mad.
"No. I'll take you."
We started down the hall, and it was like I could hear the wheels turning in Lila head while she walked beside me. And the fact that she was staring a hole through my forehead didn't help. "Why are you staring at me?"
"Are you afraid that I'll try to leave?"
"No. I'm afraid you'll get lost in this huge goddamn house."
