Sophie Barnes
I stared at his hand. The way they trembled slightly midair. The nervous look that crossed his face as he looked down at his hand and back at me. Before he could overthink his choices, I grabbed his hand half way, stretching a leg out of the car. The look of relief on his face made it worth it. Glad to know his every being was hanging on my acceptance. I liked the feeling but also understood not to get attached to his nice acts. Maybe this was a bait to get me to act right when we were finally at his parents' place. What he didn't know was that I was not going to jeopardize my progress for my ego. I was dumb like him.
He closed the car door behind me and led the way. I was glad he didn't overdo it by also trying to get the glass door for me because that would have made me
