Chapter 133. Go in There and Act Normal

Tristan

I helped her move back to her seat, both of us wincing at the separation. She adjusted her dress while I fixed my jeans.

Once we were both decent, I started the car and pulled out of the parking area.

The drive home was quiet but charged. I could feel Athena's eyes on me and every time I glanced over, she was looking at me with that same hungry expression.

My hands gripped the steering wheel tighter. This was going to be a long few days.

"How long does heat usually last?" she asked after a while.

"Three to five days usually," I said. "Sometimes longer." She let out a small whimper and I glanced over at her.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm just really uncomfortable," she admitted. "Everything feels too sensitive and I can't stop thinking about you touching me."

I groaned. "You're not making this easy."

"Sorry," she said, but she didn't sound sorry at all.

When we finally got home, I barely had the car par