ASHLEY’S POV
Jason dropped me off in front of my house, but neither of us moved at first. The car was still running, humming softly in the quiet street. The headlights highlighted the driveway. I opened the door slightly to step out, but we kept talking through it.
“You looked amazing tonight,” he said “Even after… everything that happened.”
I felt my cheeks warm. “I didn’t exactly feel amazing.”
“You still did,” he insisted with a soft smile. Then he reached out and tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. His fingers grazed my skin in slowly. The action wasn’t rushed, not hesitant—like he knew exactly what he wanted the touch to do to me.
My throat tightened a little.
“Thanks for the ride,” I finally said, feeling that awkward heat crawl up my neck.
He leaned in as I shifted to
