Chapter 32 - should we test my bluff then , madam Kensington
The ride home was stiff.
Vincent hadn't said a word since we got in the car. Collins was driving. He must've felt it too-how the air had gone cold and quiet. The kind of silence that wasn't peaceful, just loud in a different way.
I stared out the window, watching the city blur past.
Then his voice came. Low. Calm. Controlled.
"Why did you go?"
I said nothing.
He waited a beat. "You could've told me."
I kept my gaze on the streetlights. "I didn't think I needed your permission."
"That's not what I asked."
Silence again.
He shifted slightly beside me. "You dressed up like that. Got in a cab like you were sneaking off to meet someone. Is that what this was? Were you trying to make a point?"
I let out a dry breath. "You'
