Chapter 133

Tristan

I helped her move back to her seat, both of us wincing at the separation. She adjusted her dress while I fixed my jeans.

Once we were both decent, I started the car and pulled out of the parking area.

The drive home was quiet but charged. I could feel Athena's eyes on me and every time I glanced over, she was looking at me with that same hungry expression.

My hands gripped the steering wheel tighter. This was going to be a long few days.

"How long does heat usually ...