Chapter Twenty-One
Remy
Somehow, I managed to behave rationally. Which was saying something, considering I contemplated whether or not to just f**k Rachel in my truck when we stopped in front of her house. I’d been on fire since I first laid eyes on her tonight.
The only thing that stopped me was the sound of Henry’s bark from the door. I knew he probably needed a bathroom break. Hence, why I opted against pulling Rachel into my lap and burying myself inside of her right this instant. With his second bark, she looked ahead toward her house, snapping her gaze from mine. We were simply staring at each other in the small cab of my truck.
The air was electric, the way it felt just before a storm hit. Heavy and laden with what was about to come. In this case, the lightning and the thunder w
