CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
~Camilla
Elvis didn’t look convinced.
His fingers tapped lightly against the steering wheel, his gaze flickering to me again, but he didn’t push. He just nodded, a small, reassuring gesture.
I focused on the road ahead, breathing in through my nose, out through my mouth. I could not fall apart right now.
This was supposed to be a normal night.
A normal date. And for once in my life, I was going to have it.
Elvis noticed the way my hands were clenched in my lap. His lips curved into a soft smile.
"You know," he said, his voice low and warm, "I don't bite, right?"
I let out a small, surprised laugh, nervous, but it was a laugh. Something about the way he said it made me feel a little less like I was suffocating.
"I know," I muttered, though I wasn’t entirely su
