MADELYN'S POV
The ride to Erlington Group was unusually quiet.
Matilda occupied the front passenger seat, occasionally checking the meeting schedule on her tablet while speaking softly with the driver. Meanwhile... I was stuck beside Wyne.
The spacious luxury sedan suddenly didn't feel spacious at all. From the corner of my eye, I caught the faint curve of his lips. That irritating little smirk. My cheeks immediately warmed.
Don't think about yesterday.
Unfortunately... The more I told myself not to think about it, the more vividly it replayed in my head. His hand against the glass. The little distance between us. The way neither of us had moved.
I silently cursed my own brain. At least he had the decency not to mention it. Though judging from that smug expression... I knew he was en
