The drive to work was comfortable and quiet, I got to see exactly how far from the city their home was. The sporty SUV they took wasn’t one that I had seen them in before. Louis drove as Marcus responded to emails in the backseat.
“It’s so pretty.” I said, taking in the thickets of trees that lined the roads.
“We like it,” Louis said, his hand sneaking across the seat to grab mine. I bit my lower lip, trying to fight back the smile, enjoying the affection he so freely gave. Flipping down the mirror, I looked into the back seat, Marcus was engrossed in his work and I couldn’t help but think about what had happened last night. The way he had kissed me, clung to me as I had marked him as mine.
He didn’t need to say it for me to understand; I felt the same way. The feelings that
