Emmett stared at Kaleb. "Look at your reaction. Something's off. Something's definitely off. Kaleb, be honest. I got it right, didn't I!"
Kaleb ran a hand through his hair. For someone who relied so much on order, he felt like he had been completely thrown off balance.
He said, "I don't know."
He couldn't even sort out his own thoughts. What bothered him the most was that he couldn't control these reactions that went beyond his expectations.
For example, why didn't he feel disgusted when Bria got close to him with zero sense of boundaries?
Emmett nudged his arm. "You still don't know? Think about how you used to be. You kept everyone at a distance. If some stranger came near you, did you ever give them the time of day? Now you've let a girl into your social circle. If that's not liking her, then what is it?"
Kaleb was speechless.
Emmett was convinced he was right. "Kaleb, oh Kaleb, how did you end up liking Bria? From enemies to lovers? Things are moving way too fast between you two!"
Kaleb said, "It's not that exaggerated."
Emmett looked at his guilty expression and clicked his tongue teasingly. "Then tell me, what did you do with Bria tonight?"
Kaleb had planned to keep it from him, but now he couldn't hide it anymore. He told him they had gone to a bar and were forced to play a game.
The more Emmett listened, the more shocked he became. It made sense why Kaleb looked so troubled. But he recovered quickly. After being stunned for a moment, he started comforting him. "Just take it easy. Keep interacting with Bria normally. Pay attention to how you feel when you're with her. Maybe you'll figure it out.
"Besides, none of us has any experience with relationships. Who even knows what real feelings are supposed to be like? You don't regret the things you do, so just trust yourself."
Kaleb never liked dealing with people. He didn't have many friends, and he was perfectly fine that way.
When Bria entered his life, he instinctively resisted or avoided her. But now, he was slowly changing.
It was beyond what he expected.
Do I really like Bria?
Would he really like a spoiled rich girl with a rotten streak down to her bones?
Kaleb didn't think he had any self-destructive tendencies. He figured he needed to observe more.
For now, he could only let things take their course. After all, this was just a feeling. It was like crying during a movie. Feelings didn't necessarily mean anything.
Seeing that Kaleb had calmed down, Emmett asked one last question. "When you're with Bria, are you happy?"
Kaleb thought for two seconds. "I don't really know what happy feels like, but it's not bad."
After the holidays, work resumed, and Kaleb became extremely busy. He had thought that getting too involved with Bria would throw his life out of order and bring a lot of unpredictability, but that wasn't what happened.
He was still able to focus fully on his work, and Bria didn't cling to him. She only waited for him to come find her when he had time.
Kaleb stayed busy for almost an entire month. He met Bria four times, and each time, she was the one who waited for him to have a meal together, or got up early to ask him to play tennis.
The only change was that people at the company started to think he had a girlfriend. The staff and players at the tennis club also assumed they were a couple.
Even if Kaleb and Bria were just interacting normally, people still got the wrong idea because the atmosphere between them felt different.
Kaleb had thought about explaining, but these weren't people who mattered much to him. He didn't care about their opinions, so he let them think whatever they wanted.
Kaleb didn't like dealing with people, but that didn't mean he was clueless. As he spent more time with Bria, he gradually became more uncomfortable.
He avoided eye contact. Even though he didn't show it much, he rarely looked at her directly.
Before, he could carry Bria to the hospital without a second thought. Now, he couldn't do that at all. Even getting close to her felt unnatural.
In the past, meeting Bria didn't weigh on him at all. But now, every time he thought about seeing her, it felt like there was something pressing on his chest, and he even felt a bit nervous.

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