We both sat outside the convenience store. Malo was eating donuts and drinking a shake while I was busy eating a burger with fries and coke. I was going to get a donut just like Malo, but my eyes caught the burger and I started craving it instead.
The bench under us creaked a little each time Malo shifted his weight. The night air carried the smell of fried food and sugar from the store behind us.
My eyes stayed on the road, watching every car and bike passing by. Headlights swept across the street and disappeared again. Tires rolled past. Engines hummed.
I don't know why, but my mind has been on Kiara.
Thinking about it.
Regretting letting myself give in to my heat and sleeping with someone's property.
That's so fucking shameful.
I bit into my burger. The bread pressed under my fingers. I chewed slowly and swallowed, staring at the road like it had answers.
