Right Now

Ryker drives with one hand on the wheel, the other resting casually on his thigh. The sky outside is shifting into that dark black of night, and the silence between us isn’t awkward. It’s just full of the things we’re giving each other things to say.

I glance over at him. The slope of his nose. The slight pull on his brow. The way his lashes fan against his cheekbones when he blinks.

He catches me