Jason’s POV
As I drove through the night, Cara and I kept quiet, as she looked out the window and kept whatever she was thinking to herself. I didn’t like that because it was making me think of sleep, so I cleared my throat.
“What are you thinking about?” I asked and she turned to face me.
“Nothing. Is something wrong?” She asked.
I lifted my shoulder in a shrug. “Oh, nothing as well. It’s just how you look like I’m taking you to a slaughter house is all.” I said with a grin on my face.
Cara rolled her eyes, then she said. “Well, maybe that’s how I feel.” She covered her mouth with the back of her mouth, yawning.
As soon as I saw her did that, I switched subjects. “You look like you could use more sleep.”
She winced, giving me a look. “That bad, huh?” She asked.
Rubbing a hand
