Ryan felt a shiver run through his body as the soft sensation against his chest brought back memories from four years ago. The scene replayed in his mind, bit by bit. The girl in front of him was different from the others—she was someone he had genuinely liked, someone he had actually been involved with.
Even though they hadn't gone all the way, their relationship had come dangerously close. Now, with her fingers lightly brushing against him, there was no way Ryan could pretend he wasn't affected.
His face burned as if it were on fire. He took several steps back, retreating until his back hit the wall, leaving him with nowhere else to go.
"Bella, don't do this. We're not who we were four years ago."
He forcefully knocked Bella's hand away from his chest. Her expression froze for a moment, the softness in her eyes instantly replaced by a chilling coldness. Even though Ryan had grown used to Alice's icy demeanor, Bella's sudden shift still startled him.