Daisy's POV

I froze up, completely stiff, like my blood had turned to ice. Andrew stopped moving, but he didn't let go of me right away. His dark, intense eyes were still locked on mine, and there was this flicker of fire still burning in them.

Outside the car, my mom knocked on the window again—twice. Her voice was polite.

"Excuse me, could you move the car?"

"That's my mom," I whispered in a panic. "Let me go."

I scrambled off Andrew's lap, fumbling with my ...