"Ambriel." There it was again, that soft sound. "Ambriel, we can't do this." James pushed Ambriel back, painful as it was. "You're... I hate you. And you're not too fond of me. What's gotten into us?"
James turned away, feeling the need to put space between them so he could think. The memory of that glimpse into Ambriel's shirt stayed with him as he crossed the gym with brisk steps. "Good day to you."