A Ride Home

Alana's POV

"We're... friends, I guess," I stammer, dropping my gaze to the floor.

I cannot bring myself to look at his blazing eyes. Declan looms over me, a massive cage of muscle and expensive wool, blocking out the light from the office windows. His large hands flex at his sides. For a fleeting second, the tight tension in his knuckles bleeds away. He opens his palms, moving them slowly towa