Charlotte
I look at the still sleeping city as we drive by. It was oddly quiet and as I predicted, oddly cold. My hair was covering me but barely. It wasn’t like Nathan was looking anyway. He was still mad and I could not blame him. I would be mad too if I found out he was going to sleep with someone else.
“What number?” He asked
“15” I forget he does not know where I live. He nods and follows the road that leads into my street. The moment he pulls up in front of my house, I remove the seat belt. I needed to reassess this situation. From last night to this morning. I don’t make it out of the car as quickly because Nathan pulled me back by the arm then wraps his hands at the back of my neck and kissed me.
This kiss was different. It was soft, wanting and just a little bit angry. When h
