Lorien POV

“Fuck,” Auren groaned, dropping his forehead to my shoulder like he was using me to anchor himself. “We can’t do that right now. Keep driving.”

My head snapped toward him just as Ardyn pressed the gas, pushing the truck harder toward home. “Why the hell not?” I demanded. “After everything that happened tonight, you’re not as wound up as I am?”

“Oh, trust me,” Auren murmured, his hand sliding up my thigh and squeezing, heat sparking through my entire body. ...