The word awkward didn’t even begin to describe the mood inside the car as we drove along the icy road. My friends sat on either side of me while Lucas occupied the passenger seat up front.
The silence was thick enough to choke on, each of us lost in our own thoughts.
Well... almost everyone.
Lucas looked perfectly at ease, lounging in his seat as though this situation were completely normal to him, while I was busy debating whether throwing myself out of the moving vehicle counted as a reasonable escape plan.
Just as I was weighing my odds of survival, Lucas’s gaze caught mine in the rearview mirror.
I froze.
The moment I looked into his golden eyes, I found myself caught in their pull. Molten swirls danced within his irises, almost alive, shifting with an intensity that sent a chill
