Lila POV
As we walked down the hall, I couldn't help but wonder what Nico meant by saying he knew exactly what I needed. It wasn't the first time he said it, but I'd been under the impression he meant it sexually. That he knew what I needed when it came to sex. But after he said it again this morning, I got the feeling I was wrong. He meant something else and I just couldn't figure out what.
I glanced up at him. He had that tick in his jaw again, hard lines forming across his face. If I didn't know any better, I'd think he was feeling nervous. "Where are we going?" I looked down, staring at the wooden floors.
He pulled his hand down his face, looking a little unsettled. "My father used to say it's always better to pull the plaster right off."
Now I was getting nervous. "Okay?"
He stopped in front of a door, and his intense gaze pinned me on the spot. "If you're going to become a part of my world, I need to prepare you the best I can."
"Prepare me for what?"
