I SURE BE GETTING IT TONIGHT!
MATHILDA’S POV
By the time we finally get home, the air between us feels different.
The drive back had been quiet, it all started with that strange phone call he received halfway through the ride and I don’t know what was said on the other end, but I watched the way his jaw tightened, the way his fingers drummed against the steering wheel before going completely still, then atmosphere shifted instantly, as though someone had rolled in a heavy fog that swallowed every trace of warmth we’d shared earlier.
The moment the car stops in front of the house, he steps out immediately, comes around to my side, opens my door, and then the front door as well. His movements gentlemanly but distracted.
“Give me a minute. Work stuff,” he says.
And just like that, he d
