The ride back home became awkward. The brave aura that I has a few hours ago vanished.
"You're too quiet Lauren," Andrew commented but I keep my focus on the road and didn't bother to look at his side.
"What do you want for dinner?" Andrew kept on asking me things but I couldn't find the courage to answer him.
"Lauren, did you lose your tongue?" I simply shook my head which caused him to chuckle.
When we arrived at the parking lot of his condominium I hurriedly open the door of his car but he locked it.
"Lauren look at me please," he beg but I refused.
"Are you regretting what we did?" That question made me turn my head in his direction.
"No!" I exclaimed protesting.
When I saw the pain in his eyes guilt started to crept into my system.
"I'm sorry, it's just that I... I f
