Page 186 of Safe With You

I pulled out my phone. “I’ll text it to you.”

“See? That wasn’t hard.”

“You’re making it harder.”

When we reached my car, neither of us made a move toward the door. I looked down at our still-joined hands, and Ellis followed my gaze.

This was probably when one of us should let go.

He did eventually, but only so I could reach into my bag for my keys. I found them faster than I wanted to.

“So,” I said.

“So.”

I pressed the button to unlock my car.

The lights flashed.

Neither of us moved.

“You should probably go,” I told him.

“Probably.”

“Tasha has Mila?”

“Tonight, yeah.”

“You could’ve stayed home.”

“So could you.”

I looked at him.

There was no teasing in his expression now.

My fingers tightened around my keys.

“I wanted fries.”

“You ate mine.”

“They were good.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed them.”

“I did.”

Silence settled between us, not uncomfortable but different enough that I became aware of how close he was. I had to tilt my head slightly to look at him, close enough now to see the faint line between his eyebrows when his expression changed.

His eyes moved over my face before dropping to my mouth.

My breath caught before I could stop it, and when his gaze came back to mine, I knew.

Neither of us moved right away.

He gave me enough time to step back, open my car door, make a joke, do anything that would turn this into something else.