Chapter 54. When Words Wound More Than Desire

Ezra POV

The car ride has been…tense? And it’s all because of me. After the loaded question at the house, I had dismissed it.

Shit, I know she has questions, but what am I supposed to say?

It just slipped.

It felt like the right comparison to make, and I’m just realizing how dumb that is.

“Wren,” I try, squeezing her thighs.

She gives me a smile that doesn’t reach her eyes. “Hey.”

Fuck, she’s sad.

She looks like I kicked her puppy, the light in her eyes are gone and I want to punch myself.

“Is…” I sigh. “Is a relationship something you’re open to?”

She shrugs. “Why are you asking, Ezra? To dismiss me again?”

“God, no. Listen—”

“I’m fine, Ezra. I promise.” A tight-lipped smile grazes her lips, and she pats my hand on her thigh.

I breathe, jaw tight. “We will talk about this, Wren.”

She doesn’t reply, just stares out the window while her fingers play with mine, tracing the perfect silv