“I’ll take you home…” Reiner said flatly as his arm supported my waist.
I was sure that there were many things that he should have said to me, but everything was left unsaid. He opened the car door for me and helped me into the passenger seat. My body was still suffering from the aftereffects of his hot and rough sex. My legs felt weak, and my insides felt like a mess. My outfit was messed up and I tried adjusting them as best as I could when I was in the car. The worse part that was messed up was my mind and my emotions.
Reiner was mad and just like the last time that he was mad, we ended up doing it. The car door closed with a bang and Reiner was sitting next to me in the car. I glanced over at his stern face and his tight jaw. He didn’t look like someone who had just had wild and great sex.
Before, I could think of something to say to him, Reiner started the car and started driving. Once again, he didn’t ask me where my new place was, and I didn’t feel obliged to offer the information. I had no doubt that he was taking me back to my place this time for sure and that meant only one thing: he knew where my new place was already.
My eyes traveled to his face as I narrowed my eyes at him suspiciously. He’s been keeping an eye on me; I just know it.
The car sped by along the dark road, and I found out that we were driving pretty fast. The silent atmosphere inside the car was stifling and it was getting on my nerves. I’ve had a long day and I wasted a lot of energy during a harsh lovemaking session just now. I couldn’t wait to get back to my place. I looked outside the window at the dark view that was passing by.
There was so little light apart from the streetlamp that I couldn’t really see anything. I wondered if Reiner would start talking before we arrived at my place. And then I realized that he probably wouldn’t. Sometimes silence isn’t golden. After a few minutes into the drive, I’ve already made up my mind that if he wouldn’t say anything, then I would. I spent the rest of the time of the ride thinking about what I would say to him and how I would say it.
Over and over again, I asked myself what I wanted from him. I asked myself over and over again if I still felt the same or if my goals have changed. I wasn’t really the one to doubt myself, but at that moment, I just wanted to make sure. I glanced over at Reiner again and saw that he was looking straight ahead at the road. If he paid me any attention, or if he thought of me, he didn’t show it.
It was a long ride back to my place, but with absolutely no traffic. It didn’t take us long to arrive. That shortened the time that I had to think things through. By the time that we arrived at my place, I wasn’t sure what I wanted to say. It was harder and a lot more complicated than I thought. My feelings were complicated and putting them into words were even more complicated. I couldn’t help but wonder if this was also the case for Reiner.
“Thank you for driving me back…” I thanked him softly once the car came to a stop right in front of my apartment building.
“Sure…” Reiner replied curtly.
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