Page 24 of What Comes After


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I bite back the urge to tell my friend to shut up.

“No,” he answers simply, not giving her any other information.

Her lips turn into a frown and even though I can tell she wants to push, for once her nosy side doesn’t win out and she turns back around in her seat.

The rest of the drive is relatively quiet. It only takes about five minutes to get where we’re going, but for some reason it feels like it takes so much longer. There’s this weird energy pinging around the back seat and I can’t tell if it’s just me or if Abel feels it too.

I look down to where his hand is on his leg, his thumb twirling a silver band on his ring finger that I hadn’t noticed before.

He’s still wearing his wedding band.My chest tightens.

I refocus my gaze out the window.

It would be so easy to let myself get caught up in a man like Abel. Too easy. But I’m not interested in starting anything. And considering he’s still wearing his wedding ring; I’d venture to say neither is he. The last thing I need to do is obsess over a man I have no chance of having. It only further solidifies that I need to keep my distance from him.

When I don’t listen to my gut, bad things happen, and people get hurt. Mainly me. And right now warning bells are pinging in my head, one after another.

I know I’m getting ahead of myself. I’m overthinking a situation that isn’t even a factor. We’ve had all of two conversations, both of which only lasted a couple minutes and neither of which implied he was the least bit interested in me. But when you’re in the presence of someone as captivating as Abel, you immediately start adding some bricks to your wall. Because even if he has no interest in me, it’s becoming increasingly more difficult to ignoremyinterest in him.

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