A thousand emotions ran through my veins, turning me lightheaded with arousal and danger.
Because what Rhys just said was dangerous. What we were doing, feeling, was dangerous.
But I couldn’t bring myself to care.
The blare of a car alarm sliced through the still night air, followed by a burst of laughter in the distance. I blinked, some of the haze clearing from my head, yet I didn’t move.
Rhys pushed himself off me with a hard smile. “There’s your truth, princess. Happy?”
I tried again. “Rhys—”
“Get in the car.”
I did as he asked. I wasn’t stupid enough to push him right now.
“We need to talk about this,” I said once we were on the road.
“I’m done talking.”
From my seat in the back, I could see the muscles in his neck corded with anger, and he gripped the steering wheel so tight his knuckles popped.
He was right. There would be no more talking tonight.
I stared out the window at the passing lights of Athenberg. If I thought my life was complicated before, it was nothing compared to the mess I found myself in now.