Crash & Burn: A Contemporary Reverse Harem Romance (Burnout Book 3) by Adell Ryan

Author:Adell Ryan [Ryan, Adell]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary Reverse Harem Romance
Publisher: Upside Down Red Umbrella
Published: 2020-12-29T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

Trenton’s hand slips behind me, and he lifts the handle. I move forward and to the side so he can swing open the heavy door before ducking and entering. The door closes with a steely thunk. I drop my clutch onto the floorboard and toss my head back against the top of the bench seat, heart pounding, breaths pacing quicker by the second.

Trenton takes his time joining me, though, stopping just outside his door and propping a hip against it. He rubs a hand over his face, digs something out of his pocket, then draws his arms to the front of his body. Surrounded by darkness, the flare of white light from his phone screen fans across the front of his body.

Once done, he simply returns the device to his pocket, enters the car, and drops into the seat like this has been the most exhausting night ever.

I blow out a raspberry and sigh. “Hey… thanks for easing me back into the real world tonight. I had a lot of fun. Might hold a grudge against you in the morning, but that bridge can be crossed when we get there.”

In the morning.

Oh shit.

I had just far too easily assumed me coming home with him meant I would be waking up with him, too, and that he’d still be speaking with me tomorrow.

I wave a hand in the air, dismissing the last part of my comment.

He rests his head back and stares up at the roof. “I can’t drive yet, either,” he admits.

“Oh… well… I can order us a taxi. On the house. My house. Well, I mean your house… but I’ll pay.” Shut up, Remi. “I pay, we go to your house, in a taxi. That I’ll pay for.” Yeah, that made it better. Goddamn.

Trenton rolls his head toward me and presses his lips together to hide a grin. The amusement is still there, though, sparking in his eyes and in the twitch of his pressed lips. He steels his features and clears his throat. “Ah…” — he darts a look over his shoulder through the strip of dark glass behind the rear seats — “nah… I should be good in a bit. You okay with just hanging out for another hour? We can play Paper, Rock, Scissors or something?”

My eyebrows rise high. “You mean Rock, Paper, Scissors? That’s… pretty random.”

His stifled amusement cracks a little more, and I give a mental fist pump. “First thing that came to mind.”

“Okay, yeah.” I shrug. “I’ve got nowhere else to be.”

For the first five minutes we sit in silence. Zero sound. Such little sound, in fact, that I can actually hear the sound of no sound — that strange buzz-like ringing.

Unable to handle it anymore, I hold my palm up between us and place my other hand into a fist-like position on top.

“On three?” I ask. A memory of him saying that right before I drank way too many shots of tequila has a sudden burst of nausea hitting me.

“I was kidding.

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