Chapter 151

He shoved the key in the ignition. “We’re alone now. Are you going to talk to me?”

“About what?” She blinked at him wide-eyed, pretending confusion. But she was quaking with terror. She was terrible at keeping secrets, especially from people she loved. Not telling Zy what was going on in her life was damn near killing her.

“Whatever’s crawled up your ass in the last twenty-four hours—”

“I-I had a headache, and I still don’t feel good.”

Zy raised a brow at her.

He clearly didn’t believe her. “And you don’t want to tell me what I’ve done that made you push me away?”

“It’s not like that.” But that must be what it felt like to him.

And his acidic smile said so.

“You still don’t want to talk? Fine. Let’s just get this done.” He tore out of the parking lot and shot down the road.

The silence between them felt oppressive.

“Zy…” she ventured, then set a hand on his taut arm. Tessa remembered that arm around her, his hands skimming