ETHAN’S POV:
The car ride was painfully quiet. I was used to Ian's silence, since he wasn't a man of many words anyway. But the tension in the air was almost suffocating.
I glanced at him from the corner of my eye and winced. Ian's face was also normally blank, but I could see the tension in his brows.
It was such a different scene from breakfast it had me worried. Seeing Ian smile again, and hearing that pep in his voice was almost nostalgic. He hadn't done that for as long as I could remember. Most of his laughs were filled with dry amusement or sarcasm.
"I can hear you thinking, E." He said, not taking his eyes off the road.
"Yeah. Is everything alright?"
He looked at me this time, arching his brows. "Is something supposed to be wrong?"
"I don't know, man. You are glaring at the
