Cassius's eyes lingered on Rory's face, his mind reeling with the consequences of his actions. He had kissed her, and now he didn't know how to process his feelings.
As they drove through the night, the tension between them was palpable. Cassius could feel Rory's eyes on him, but he didn't dare look at her.
What had he been thinking, kissing her like that? He was supposed to be capturing her, not falling for her.
But as he glanced in the rearview mirror, Cassius saw something that made his heart skip a beat. Rory was looking at him, her eyes soft and curious.
Cassius felt a pang of guilt. He had kissed her without thinking, without considering the consequences. And now, he didn't know how to take it back.
As they arrived at the safe house, Cassius got out of the car, his eyes scanning
