The mustang ran smoothly up the roads to my street. We sat there in complete silence as the winds whooshed past me. Without even a word exchanged, I knew he liked the silence prevailing in the air.
Two lanes before the block that had my house, I asked him to stop the car.
"Why?" He asked with a frown.
"Your boyfriend won't like it?" Before I could answer, he came to a conclusion and my heart almost leaped to my throat.
Scar's pov.
"Your boyfriend won't like it?" I couldn't help but ask and feel saddened over the fact she was taken and I felt like a loser.
What even I had just spoken. God. Can't I f*****g keep my mouth shut in her presence? Why do I sound disappointed as I spoke about her boyfriend
Obviously, she will have a boyfriend. She was so darn pretty and so gorgeous an
