FAYE
I leaned back in the passenger seat, arms folded loosely across my chest, staring out the window as the trees blurred past.
The silence didn’t bother me. In fact, I preferred it. Alexander wasn’t exactly the chatty type, and I didn’t come along for small talk.
I had planned to ask him some questions on the way about the painting thing... just to get to know more about that side of him, but I was no longer in the mood to ask. And I was sure he wasn't in the mood either.
Still, I could feel his glances. Those quiet, heavy looks he thought went unnoticed.
Finally, his voice cut through the quiet.
“You’re not going to ask?”
I blinked, turning my head toward him. “Ask what?”
“What Bella and I talked about.” His tone was smooth, but it was like he’d been waiting for the question a
