Theo's POV :-
"Focus on the road, pretty boy.” Mary faced her window as she spoke. She had been staring out it for the entire drive, her fingers occasionally grazing the glass. She was in such a trance, I didn’t think she would even notice my staring.
“Pretty boy?” I asked, my tone humorous. “You think I’m pretty?”
“I think you’re gorgeous.”
With a chuckle, I forced my attention back to the road. We were only a few minutes from the ocean, and I couldn’t fu*king wait to watch her reaction. I thought I could predict it. She would run her fingers over the glass, eyes wide, lips parted. It was a similar response when we had driven through the city. We couldn’t pull up to a red light without her scanning the people crossing the street like she was amazed. It was both cute and sad. And just
