Awkward.
If there was a single word I could use to describe the taxi drive home, it would definitely be that.
Lucian almost entered his side of the vehicle, his face looking the other way.
Nighttime had come, and the moon was slowly taking its rightful place in the sky.
My mind bobbed with images of what had taken place in the pool.
My shadow self speaking again.
The almost kissed with Lucian.
Hypothetically speaking, it was a kiss. Your lips brushed, Morrigan said and I rolled my eyes, ignoring her.
But her words were the truth. They had brushed, and the thought of what could have happened if Connor didn't come made my heart race.
What was I even doing?
I liked Elias a little.
We had gotten off on the wrong foot, but he was genuinely not a bad person, and we had grown to be friends.
But now...
My heart wavered.
Lucian.
Who still came to see me despite his father's threats.
Who protected me, and encouraged me.
Lucian.
