Nerthus
“Did you use to come here with your teenage girlfriend?” I ask with a giggle, and he looks out of the window, avoiding my gaze.
But I can see his smirk.
“Are you introducing yourself as Aria to everyone now because you know I hate the name?”
I groan, slumping against the leather seat. “Come on! You have to stop answering my questions with one of yours.”
He clears his throat as he shifts in his seat. “I didn’t have a teenage girlfriend, Nerthus.”
“Why not?” I ask, getting a frown.
“Did you?”
I wrinkle my nose as I feel disgusted for some reason. “Touché.”
His deep chuckle gets me to smile, and I lean my head against the leather as I turn towards him fully, pulling my legs up.
He let me drive outside the city, and we reached a lookout point with a nice view over trees and a
