Chapter 85

Shantelle’s POV

“Thanks for the ride.” I didn’t wait for him to come and do the honors of opening my door anymore; I would get out by myself. He didn’t need to show his face; he just had to sit in the car and get comfortable being there. It meant a lot to me that he could bring me here without talking; we were both lost in our thoughts.

We didn’t say anything during the ride, and I didn’t think it was because of a lack of words but because we both knew that silence was all we needed.

“Should I walk in with you?” he asked, shutting down the ignition and getting out of his car. He looked at me like he didn’t believe I would come out on my own. I remembered giving him shit about not opening the car door for me, and now I had jumped out of the car like it was on fire.

“No, that won’t be necessary,” I replied with a smile.

That wasn’t necessary at all. He didn’t need to do any of this. I was happy that I was sexually satisfied, and I was glad he didn’