AMELIA'S POV
Our lips were inches apart when common sense kicked in. What was I doing? I pushed at his chest, and he retreated. He was breathing heavily.
“Take me home.“
He obliged quietly, pressing the button on his car keys to find his car. We didn't say anything to each other on the ride home. We didn't need to. There were no words needed.
“I had fun tonight.“ He spoke as he pulled up to my front door. “Thank you.“
“Me, too.“
“Come on. I'll walk you to the door.“
“There's no need.“ I realized that it sounded like a brush-off, so I smiled. “I'm a big girl, I can handle myself.“
“I know you are, but I insist. My grandfather would have my ass if he found out I let a woman go by herself.“
I laughed, and like that, the awkwardness was gone.
“Goodnight, Aaron. I had fun tonight.
