The rain had long since stopped as he moved through Texas.
It wasn’t his best idea, but his brain was fueled only by adrenaline and frustration.
She was so smart, was Sunny. Too gentle and kind-hearted. She loved everyone and once loved him the best of everyone. He knew that because she’d told him a million times. “My Seb, I love you best of all.”
He wasn’tMy Sebanymore, just the guy driving her home.
Yet he felt selfish.
He wanted her back in his life, bugging him, tormenting him.
He’d hated every second of her silence.
And if he had to kick down the fucking walls, brick by brick, he’d do it.
Best friends were scarce.
And she’d claimed him two decades ago.
She couldn’t take that back now because he’d rejected her.
There were scores of people in Sunny’s life, but Seb was selfish enough to need to be her number one person again, no matter what he had to do to get that position back.
In any other walk of life, he could fix a wrong, no problem.
It was a different story, with the woman in the passenger seat curled into herself as if shielding her emotions from his hands.
He couldn’t use any tactic he’d ever used before, not with Sunny. She’d see through it like it was a pane of glass.
The miles passed as he drove them further away from Texas and toward their home. He was halfway, and Sunny was still feigning sleep.He checked on her often and considered shaking her thigh and having it out with her.
Only as he pulled into a parking lot, did he see her open an eye to peer through the window.
“You’re awake.” He spoke, so she couldn’t pretend any longer.
Sitting up, she faked a yawn. “Where are we?”
“I need to take a piss, and we need some food, so we’re gonna grab a room and bunk here for a few hours.” He told her outside a heavily lit motel.
Her head swung around like it was on a spring, and her pale eyes flashed with venom.
“The hell you say.” She snapped, showing signs of the rambunctious Sunny he knew and adored. “I’m not going in any motel room with you, Sebastian Priest, not if you were the last man on earth and the state of humanity rested solely on my shoulders.”
And then she huffed, folded her arms, straightened her spine, and ignored him like his existence no longer mattered.
For fuck’s sake. An idiot grin formed on his face.
His chest tension loosened, and Seb switched off the engine, pocketing the fob, not trusting her not to drive off and leave him stranded.
“You’ve got five seconds to modify the attitude, Sunshine, while I come around to your door, or I will haul your fucking ass over my shoulder and cart you into that diner over there.” He told her. “We’re gonna have some food together and talk.”
“You wouldn’t dare.” She fired back.
Seb’s blood burned like lava.
It was the most engagement he’d had from her in months, and he was high on it.
Before he stepped out of the truck, he threw her a predatory smile, all teeth and intent.
