I did not think about the warmth of his skin. Nor did I notice how the muscles on his back moved. And of course, it didn’t even occur to me how his hair smelled like shampoo and his neck smelled like perfume. When he finally let me down on the car seat, I made sure not to notice how close his face was to mine as he put on my seatbelt.
Nope. Not at all.
I felt a sense of relief as we finally began our drive to Fin's house. He was, thankfully, at a safe distance from me now.
“Are you sure you can still go to the party?” he asked, glancing at me for a second.
I stretched my neck and answered, “Of course. I have to. It’s Fin's 18th birthday and if I miss it, people would be suspicious—even more than they already are.”
Gareth sighed, knowing I was right. “Just… take it easy, okay? If you
