(Olivia)
The car ride home was mostly quiet, but a comfortable kind of quiet. Derek kept one hand on the wheel and reached over to hold my hand with his free one, giving it a gentle squeeze now and then.
I couldn’t help but glance over at him, his expression focused and thoughtful. Whatever was on his mind, he wasn’t saying, and I didn’t ask him. Just sitting together like this was enough.
When we finally pulled up to the house, Derek stepped out and came around to open my door. I slipped my hand into him, feeling that familiar warmth.
We walked inside, but before I could even set my bag down, Derek was there, pulling me towards him, his arms wrapping around me in a firm grip.
His lips found mine, and in an instant, the kiss deepened. I gasped, taken by surprise as he pressed closer,
