Discovering the Truth

Riley

"Kidding about what?" Ethan opened his door on the opposite side of the car from me.

"Nothing. Just teasing Frank and Deza about being nosy and getting involved in everyone's stuff." I opened the door and got in before dropping my small bag on the floor between my feet.

"They're definitely that, but I guess it's sort of their job." He opened his door and reached between my legs, grabbing the bag and getting out. "I'm gonna put this in the trunk."

"I can do it." I started to get out, but stopped myself. He was trying to be nice. It was a good thing. Maybe.

He got in the car and leaned back, letting out a long exhale as he closed his eyes.

Everything inside of me screamed for me to move closer, or reach out and touch his hand. Something. Shit, anything. We'd almost made love twice. That meant something, but why was I always the one reaching out?

"What's going on? I'm here for you. You know that, right?" I kept my voice just above a whisper, trying to push the message into my tone