Sunlight, filtered through the tinted windows, painting dancing patterns on the leather interior of the car.
Inside, Alyssa and Marcel lingered, the air thick with unspoken emotions.
The drama with Reese, the unexpected confession, the whirlwind kiss - it all felt surreal, leaving them breathless and very sore where to land next.
Finally, Marcel cleared his throat. "That was..."
"Something else?" Alyssa finished, a shy smile playing on her lips.
He chuckled. "More like...everything else." His eyes, deep pools of warmth, held hers captive. "I don't think I've ever felt like that before."
Alyssa's heart soared. "Me neither." The simple admission ignited a spark within her, chasing away the lingering tension.
Alyssa and Marcel sauntered out of the car, hand in hand and the world seem
