Remy
It takes everything I have to put Tatum in her SUV and walk to my truck. Letting us separate for the small amount of time it'll take us to get to her apartment is almost too much for me. My anxiety is at an all-time high, letting her out of my sight is about to make me crawl out of my skin.
I'm on her bumper as we turn out of the shop parking lot and travel down the road. She does as I ask, keeping us together on the road for the roughly fifteen minutes it takes us to get to where she lives.
The time went by in the blink of an eye. That itself indicates how out of it I am. Any other night I would have been checking our surroundings, making sure no one was following. Truth is, I just want to get inside and hold her in my arms, let her hold me in hers. I need that tonight; I need her
