She went over and got into her side of the car, buckling up and starting up the car. She paused and looked over at him. “Do you want me to stay the night?” she asked softly. She knew that might be a dangerous thing, but she wanted to offer anyway.
He turned to look at her, but hesitated before actually answering. “Yeah,” he answered honestly, nodding and looking down at his hands. They were shaking again, so he folded them together and looked back up at her. “I do, and I don’t care what he thinks about it,” he said, a touch of Ryan’s old defiance present in the sentiment.
(Source: rymarshall)
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