The ride home was dead quiet.
Aec's jaw was tight, his eyes on the road, not a single glance at me. The air between us felt heavy. I stared out the window, pretending not to care, but deep down I wanted him to say something...Anything.
He didn't.
The second we got inside, he walked straight to his room and slammed the door.
"Okay…" I muttered, half scoff, half sigh.
I dropped my bag, went to take a shower. Warm water with cool silence the perfect mix to wash off a long day and an even longer ego battle. When I came out, wrapped in my night dress, my phone started buzzing on the couch. Maxie.
I smiled. Finally, a sane voice.
"Babes!" she screamed through the phone before I could even say hello.
"Hey you," I laughed, "you sound like you just won the lottery."
"Girl, I might as well have! Guess who texted me back?"
I rolled my eyes. "If you say Mason again, I'm hanging up."
"Okay fine, I won't say it," she teased. "But he did text back!"
