(Leigh’s POV)
If anyone can survive without talking for long hours, I would be that one person. Royce and Kayla told me it was one of my many talents that annoys my other siblings. From the parking lot of the building until we reached home, I did not utter a word, neither did Alex. We let GPS do the talking for three hours, recalculating the route many times because I didn’t tell him the direction, and he didn’t have the guts to ask me.
As soon as he stopped the car, I immediately unfastened my seatbelt to stay away from Alex, hoping to open the door and run to the swimming pool, but he was fast. He holds my wrist, and his eyes narrow as he studies my face.
I met his dark brown eyes, squinting my eyes at him, and pressed my lips, promising myself I would win this battle. It was hard to
