DAVID'S POV
It was obvious, her mood was as ruined as a sandcastle brought down by the oceanwave. But what I couldn't decipher was what her ocean wave had been. The car was dead silent on the drive back to her place. She was nearly sober now, that I noticed, and it tensed the entire atmosphere.
Just what was pissing her off?
And as my skin crawled in that lack of conversation, I didn't expect it when she suddenly asked,
“Do you have a girlfriend?”
My heart almost leaped from my chest, as impulsively, I slammed my feet down on the brakes and screeched the car to a halt.
Thankfully, no cars were following behind.
“What?” I looked at her. I wanted to know if that question had just dropped out, or if she meant to ask. And if she was…
“Uhm… never mind,” she waved, her distressed exp
