Fangs, Fate & Other Bad Decisions novel Chapter 125

The drive back to my place is quiet, save for the soft hum of the engine and the occasional tap of my fingers on the seat next to me, a nervous habit I’ve never been able to shake. Thane’s been oddly quiet, and I can’t help but feel the weight of everything between us. The kiss we shared earlier in his office is still fresh on my lips, and I can’t stop replaying it in my head. I want more of him, but at the same time, I need to figure out what comes next before we go there,

Mike doesn’t speak much either, and his eyes are fixed ahead on the road as he drives us through the city. It’s late now, and the streets are bathed in the orange glow of the streetlights. I feel like I should be asleep by now, but my mind is far too busy to allow that. The events of the day are still swirling in my head–the weight of the things we talked about, the closeness I’m starting to feel with Thane. And the more I think about it, the more confused 1 become.

I glance at Thane next to me, and his profile is cast in the dim glow of the car’s interior. He’s staring out of his window, but I catch the way his, jaw clenches every few seconds, like he’s deep in thought. I wonder if he’s thinking about the same things I am?

His hand is resting casually on his knee, but I want to reach over and take it so I can feel the warmth of him again. I want more than just his hand, though; 1 want him. But I also know that what we’re doing and what’s developing between us is far from simple.

I can’t ignore the reality of the situation. He’s a vampire, and I’m just…m

1. me. A normal mortal woman. What does that even mean for us? How do we navigate that?

“Are you okay?” I ask eventually, my voice breaking the silence, though it comes out quieter than 1 meant.

He turns to me, and his eyes lock with mine. And for a moment, it feels like the world outside the car doesn’t exist anymore. There’s just us, and this space between us that’s filled with so many unspoken things. He doesn’t say anything at first, just gives me a slight, almost imperceptible

*Yeah,” he finally murmurs. “Just…processing.” And then, he asks, “You?”

His reply is enough to make my heart beat a little faster. I nod once, not sure what to say next. The truth is, I’m not okay. At least, I’m not sure I

1. m. I’m tangled up in this. In him. And it’s fucking terrifying.

A few minutes later, the car comes to a stop in front of my townhouse, and I feel the weight of the moment as it settles over me. I swallow hard and glance up at the building I’ve called home for so long. But now, after everything that’s happened today, it feels strange. Like it’s part of a dificient world.

already looking at me, and even though his expression is unreadable, there’s something soft in his eyes. Something

“Thanus for everything today,” I say, trying to break the tension. “I think i needed it.

Then simply noda, his hand testing on his door handle, trady to rxit

sit the car. But before he opens the door, he pauses, and his gaze intensifies. “Harley.” be days andetly, hur vince low and sincere, “Til never force you into something you don’t want. But if you ever feel like you’re ready…

1 atare at him for a long moment as I try to process the weight of his words. The intensity of it. The openness he’s offering nie.

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