I was weak, dizzy, and half conscious by the time the car came to a stop. I could only feel the slight jerk and the breeze on my face when the door opened. I swallowed hard, my hand gently reaching out involuntarily. Fabian let his fingers fill the spaces between mine, his palm warm, and his other hand wrapping around my waist.
My lips parted as he pulled me out, making me wrap my legs around him, his hand stabling me, my head resting in the crook of his neck.
My eyes closed, my body not willing to let me act on this anger. On this need.
He didn't bother closing the door, and he walked towards the house, his fingers lacing in my hair, his hand securely wrapped around my waist.
I let out a small sigh, my fingers lightly tightening around his shirt.
We got into the house, and slowly, he
