Mona’s POV
The words "Drop me off?" tasted strange on my tongue as they left my lips, like I was saying something that wasn’t mine to say. The truth was, I wasn't sure I even wanted to leave. The idea of Ian seeing me with someone else—someone like Vance—clawed at the edges of my mind, making my pulse quicken. It didn’t matter how much I tried to push the thought away. The nagging sense of guilt wouldn't let me breathe.
Vance's gaze was unwavering, but there was something sharp in his eyes, something calculating that I couldn't quite place. He tilted his head, his lips pulling into a knowing half-smile as he drove. "You feel uncomfortable with the idea, don’t you? You’re not okay with it?"
His words sliced through my reverie. I could feel the heat of his stare on the side of my face. He
