It's Our Secret by Winters W. & Winters Willow

Author:Winters, W. & Winters, Willow [Winters, W.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-07-25T16:00:00+00:00

21

Allison

There’s an uneasiness in the pit of my stomach.

That’s what makes me so aware that everything is wrong and off-kilter.

I know it when I get into Dean’s car. I’m conscious of it in every fiber of my body as I click the seat belt into place. This unsettled feeling won’t leave. I know something bad is going to happen.

But he keeps smiling at me.

So, I swallow it down and try to breathe.

It’s partly because I’m so fucking aware that I want more of him. That I’m on the verge of giving him whatever he’d want, just to keep him. That’s the crux of it. I want him. And more than that, I want him to want me.

The car engine clicks over and the radio booms to life. I keep telling myself that I can pretend. I lie and tell myself I’ll like pretending.

I think I’ve lied so much up to this point that I’m not even sure what’s real anymore.

“This song blows,” I say, reaching for the stereo just to fuck with him and distract myself, but Dean smacks my hand away. It stings for a moment and I feign a pained expression.

“My car, my radio,” he says, completely deadpan.

“Seriously,” I tell him, giving up on switching the dial since he keeps thwacking me with the back of his hand. “I’m not listening to this for two hours.” My brow is raised and the most serious of expressions is on my face.

“You have to be kidding.” Dean stares at me with a look of despair in his eyes and I finally break my composure, settling back into the seat and kicking off my flip-flops so I can sit cross-legged.

“Yeah, I am. This is the only station I actually like up here.” I can’t hold back my smile as that familiar warm feeling flows through me. The one where I give a damn about how my words will be taken. If he gets me.

I’ve heard Dean laugh a few times and usually it’s this sexy, deep and rough chuckle that seems to vibrate up his chest, but this laugh, this is different. It’s easy as he throws his head back and gives me a handsome smile.

It’s a dangerous look because it makes me smile too.

“Thank fuck,” he says and then he turns the radio down before putting the car into reverse. It’s at that volume level where you know the other person wants to talk. Right now, I don’t like that level. I’d rather blare music the whole way down.

“Hey, I like that song,” I tease him but he ignores me. The car moves easily out of the spot in the parking garage and for the first time since this trip came up, I start questioning it.

Dean clears his throat and puts the car into drive.

“You all right?” I ask him, feeling a sense of wariness grow in my chest.

“My mom’s kind of a bitch,” he tells me and as much as that sucks, I’m happy to hear that’s what’s making his face look all uncomfortable.

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