I felt myself still when Morgan slid into the backseat with me, casual expression on his face as Caesar started the car. Why is he sitting back here?
"What?" He asked after noticing my perplexed expression. "You don't want me back here?"
"No!" I quickly denied. "I mean- no, I do."
"That's good." He hummed and slung an arm around my shoulder to pull me closer. "Because I missed you." My shoulders hunched when he dipped his head down and whispered gently against my ears.
I mumbled it back, feeling flustered from how close he was. He didn't have his seatbelt on and Caesar didn't bother telling him to like he normally would.
"Hm, you missed me? Even when you were with Chet?" He mused, words still soft as he let his head dip down.
I nodded while my hands curled into fists against my lap.
