“What are you doing?”he barks.
“Uh… walking home?”
“It’s dark!”he says in disbelief.“You can’t walk home in the dark.”
“Well, I do it every day, so…”
Yeah, that was the wrong thing to say.
A vein throbs in his forehead as he glares at me.“You could get hit by someone.Jesus!”He drags a hand through his hair before taking a deep breath.“Not anymore.Is that clear?”
I shake my head.“How am I supposed to get home?I can’t ride my bike in this weather, and?—”
“I’ll drive you.”
He opens the passenger door, grabs my hips, and places me inside the truck.Closing the door, he jogs around to the driver’s side and climbs behind the wheel.I watch as he shifts into drive, then pauses.
“Wait.How did you get to work?”
“Um…”
“For fuck’s sake, Larsen!I texted you!Why didn’t you ask for a ride?”
“I didn’t want to bother you.”
Kian huffs a frustrated breath.“You could never do that.Start asking for what you need.”
I nod once as he starts the car and shifts into drive.All I can think about is asking him to
kiss me, but I know that’s not what he meant when he told me to ask for what I need, so I bite my tongue, and we ride to my house in silence.
I turn to look at him when he parks out front, my fingers twisting nervously in my lap.“Are you hungry?”
He grunts.
I laugh at the sound, and his whole face softens as he watches me.
“Are you mad at me still?”
“No, I was never mad at you, darling.”He sighs.“Just worried.I don’t like to think about what could’ve happened to you.”
“I was careful.”
He shakes his head.“Accidents happen, but I can’t have them happen to you.”
I nod and reach for the handle, hopping out of the truck.Digging my keys out of my purse, I try to remember how messy I left my place this morning as I unlock the door and step inside.
“Nice place,” Kian says, glancing around.
“Thanks.I saw it and fell in love with it.”
I toe off my boots and head for the kitchen.“I was going to make loaded nachos for dinner.Is that okay?Or I can see about making us something else.”
“Nachos sound great.What can I do?”
“Nothing, I’ve got it.”I grab the ingredients from the fridge and get to work.
“You like cooking?”Kian asks after a few minutes.
