I grab the remaining sandwich out of the bag and unwrap it. We both eat in silence, but I can’t help watching her. Even the way she eats his fucking sexy. The way she wraps her lips around the spoon and the way her tongue darts out to lick the mayo from the corner of her mouth. Everything she does is driving me insane. I need to think about something else before I swipe the food off the table and fuck her senseless.
“Tell me about yourself. Why are you afraid of small spaces?”
She puts down the last bite of her sandwich. “I’m pretty sure everyone is afraid to be locked in a small, dark space.”
“Probably yes, but I feel like it was more for you. You looked like you were about to have a panic attack just from me mentioning being locked in the trunk.”
“How long am I supposed to stay here?” She obviously tries to change the subject. I let her get away with it for now, but I know there is more to the story, and I will know the answer eventually.
“How long?” She presses for an answer, so I give her one. The only one I can think of.
“Indefinitely.”