Mariam's POV
Anthony didn't need to dress up much to look phenomenal. Just a loose T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers, and he looked perfect. His hair, naturally tousled and rebellious, added that touch that melted me. Although I feigned indifference when I saw him, his pinch on my butt brought me back to the moment of pleasure we had just shared, and knowing he was beside me in the car only made a swarm of butterflies flutter in my stomach.
I buried my gaze in the window and watched the countryside pass by, the same landscapes I had biked through with Melany the day before. I hadn't talked to her that day. I would have liked to call her and tell her what I had promised the night before, but I didn't have a phone, and even if I did, I didn't know her number. While I was thinking about how I ne
