Chapter 42. Failed

Eryn’s POV

I can’t help but fidget in the front seat of Atticus’s Jeep. I press my hand to my stomach and try to steady my breathing. My nerves are all over the place. I expected a wild night out with Cassie, but here I am with Atticus. I want to be mad at him for leaving for so long, but he smells so good I am having a hard time keeping my emotions in check.

He keeps glancing at me out of the corner of his eyes and I am getting more uncomfortable by the second. “Are you okay?” Atticus finally says.

“This dress is so damn tight,” I breathe out.

“You look amazing in it,” Atticus informs me.

“That’s just great,” I respond through gritted teeth. “I enjoy being uncomfortable for the sake of being pretty.”

Atticus lets out a thoughtful sigh. “I didn’t mean… I don’t know what I meant.”

“It’s fine,” I grumble under my breath.

Leaning forward, I reach for the nob that will turn up the AC, but it breaks off in my hand. I scoot forward in