Lucas
The crunch of gravel under the tires was the only sound that broke the evening’s silence as I pulled into the driveway. It felt like a sigh of relief from the car itself. I cut the engine and for a moment we just sat in the dark, the scent of Emily’s perfume filling my nostrils.
From the corner of my eye, I watched her. A genuine, unforced smile played on her lips as she looked at the warm lights of the house. It was a fragile thing that smiled but it was there, a warmth spread through my chest knowing that I was able to make her feel better.
“Thank you, Lucas,” she said, her voice a little more than a whisper. “For today.”
“Anytime, Emily,” I replied, my own voice softer than I’d intended. “I’m glad you had a good time.”
She gave me a small nod before opening her door. I watc
