CHAPTER 7
The final bell rang, echoing through the now-empty halls like a starting pistol. Yuria ran out the front doors, her pulse pumping with nerves and excitement.
Caleb's beautiful sports car was already idling on the curb when she arrived. He cranked the engine anxiously as she got into the passenger seat, and the roar sent shivers down her spine. Without saying anything, he stepped away from the school, one hand firmly operating the gearshift.
The short journey to his house was spent in tense quiet, the tension building with each sidelong glance and half-smile they shared. By the time Caleb pulled into his vacant driveway, Yuria could not breathe from her need for him.
He turned off the engine but did not make any attempts to exit the car. They locked eyes and stared at one oth
