She froze, breath catching. “I … I’m really good at reading people,” she said after a moment. It wasn’t really a lie; it just wasn’t the whole truth. Finally, she looked away from Isaac, tension riding through her muscles that hadn’t been there before. “I’m sorry. I’m pushing, I shouldn’t push.”
“You’re not pushing. I’ve just…you’re the first person who’s said and noticed all that stuff before…it’s weird but kind of cool. I’m just used to being invisible, you know? And now someone sees me…” He admitted and he further tightened his arms around her, almost as if he feared her pulling away.
“I do see you,” she said, and added, almost too low to be heard, “maybe too much.” When his arms tightened, she looked back up at him, biting at her lip. “Isaac … “