For the most part, it's silent. Maddox remains beside me with a thoughtful expression on his face as he stares at the stars, which are clear and bright tonight. He hears my stomach growl and I feel my face redden when he turns to me. "Are you hungry?" he asks.
I sheepishly nod and he rises to his feet and extends a hand for me to take. I hesitate on taking it, but eventually decide to when I realize I'll just embarrass myself trying to get up on my own. He yanks me upwards and I manage not to ram into him. We walk towards the car and I turn to him. "Aren't you cold?"
He looks back at me. "Not really."
I shake my head at him as I wave around the loose sleeves of his sweater. "Meanwhile I'm freezing even with a sweater."
"I'd offer to hug you, but I feel like you'd enjoy it too much," he
