Adeline's fingers twitched beneath his, her instincts screaming at her to pull away. But she forced herself to stay still.
She didn't want to feel like this. She wanted things to go back to the way they were before, when she could smack his hand away without hesitation. Now. She couldn't even do that anymore. Things had gotten too weird.
If she wanted to get rid of the awkwardness that had taken root between them, she had to act normal.
Taking a deep breath, she let herself relax against the seat, and for a moment, it worked. The awkwardness was starting to fade.
But then, Enzo, too absorbed in his phone call, shifted his fingers, curling them around hers. He absentmindedly rubbed his pinky gently against her skin.
Adeline forgot how to breathe.
She swallowed hard, her free hand pressing against her chest, trying to steady her wildly beating heart. It pounded so hard against her ribs, her face heating up so fast she thought she might pass out.
