Chapter 23
“So, you are not going to talk me?” Byron finally broke the silence in the car. It had been ten minutes since they exited the Palmers club and all this while, Juliet had her face pressed against the car window, completely avoiding to face Byron. In truth, she was still flushed from the kiss, her body very much alert sensually. She would have gladly loved to grab his face and plant her lips on his but this was not the time.
“I’m sorry but does my silence bother you now?” she half turned to face him, a mask of anger quickly faking its way over her smooth features.
“Of course not. You can do your own thing, get mad if you want. Give me the stupid silent treatment or even snap at me at all you want,” he didn’t want to fight with her, at least not now. His nerves were still
