Riding and Attractions

The entire car ride was quiet. None of us saying anything. I reach for the radio the same moment he did and our fingers brushes.

"Sorry" I mumble, retracting my hand. My cheek heats up and I turn away before he can see it

What is wrong with me?? Why am I acting like a child?

"You okay?" He asks and I nod.

He puts the music on and some random song starts playing.

'I know I'm not yours and I belong to another

And it doesn't help that we want each other

But baby I'm begging just for tonight

Don't let me go baby, hold me tight'

Okay. Okay. Okay.

This is weird. Am I the only one that thinks so?

Or am I reading too much into it?

I steal a glance at him and he's eyes are on the road. I take this opportunity to study him.

He has thick, dark hair with few strand standing due to the amount of times he ran his hands through it. His eyebrows are bushy, and his eyes are dark and intense. He is muscular with broad shoulders. His body is obviously covered in tattoos, but I only see the ones on his