They’d been driving a few hours, when Rex decided to make a stop for gas and some bottled water. Jude was dozing in the seat next to him, his lips slightly parted. His heart squeezed in his chest, knowing he had it bad, when he could barely look away from watching the man sleep.
He turned off the ignition and opened the driver’s door.
Jude blinked awake. “What?”
“Shh, I’m just getting some gas and water. I’ll just be a minute.”
Jude straightened and lunged across the car, grabbing his wrist. “No, you can’t.”
“What?”
“We can use my card at the pump for gas and we don’t need water.” Jude gripped his wrist hard.
Rex laughed. “It’s no big deal. I’ll just run in.”
Tears filled Jude’s eyes and he shook his head frantically. “Please don’t.”
Oh, God, I’m an i***t.
Gently disengaging Jude
