I Let Him Ruin My Ass (7)
I sank back into the seat, my body still humming from everything we’d just done. The silence in the car was goddamn uneasy. Nat kept his eyes on the road, one hand on the wheel, the other resting casually on the armrest, like nothing had happened between us just moments ago.
I didn’t know what I expected; some sort of glance, a smirk, a word that would cut through the quiet and make sense of what we were. But he gave me nothing. And maybe that hurt more than I wanted to admit.
The drive felt longer than it should have. Amber stirred beside him, letting out a sleepy sigh as she shifted in her seat. My heart spiked, but she only blinked up blearily at the passing streetlights.
"We home yet?" she mumbled.
“Almost,” Nat said, calmly.
I kept my face turned to the
