Chapter 64: Passion and Peril

Noah’s

The drive home was quiet. Too quiet. The low hum of the car engine filled the empty space between us, but inside my chest absolutely everything felt loud and restless. Dean’s cold, intense stare still fiercely burned in my head. Every time I blinked, I vividly saw his eyes fixed on me, sharp as deadly knives.

Enzo parked the car in front of the house and absolutely didn’t say a single word. Neither did I. He reached for my hand as we went inside, his ...