(Ashley POV)
I started the car in frustration. My heart was beating fast and I was hell sure I looked like a mess.
The kiss we shared was passionate and strong. We hadn’t kissed each other a lot but this felt so different. I could feel his emotions.
I felt sadness and I felt despair.
As we drove to our house I kept glancing at him. He was quiet as he stared outside the window.
He has been quiet for a while now.
"Caspian? Are you ok?" I asked as he turned to me.
"Yea" was his only response before turning back to the window. I could feel a wave of foreign sadness and guilt.
He is feeling guilty about kissing me?
My lips formed into a thin line as I glared ahead. The road was empty. It was getting really late. Less than an hour for midnight.
I grunted and stopped the car on the de
