You didn’t make it much further before Adam finally caught up with you, taking hold of your wrists and spinning you around. He smirked, smug with the victory of catching you mid-flight. But you could see consternation in his face, too, in the slight wrinkles around his eyes and his mouth even as he smiled, in the slight furrow of his brow that you would have missed had you not known him for so long now. “Where do you think you’re going?” Adam asked, his narrowing ever-so-slightly.