It wasn't strange for Len to avoid me after dropping that bomb on him the other day. However, what was unexpected was how his eyes always seemed to track me despite how he was focused on his work whenever I actually turned to look at him.
I could only catch him staring when I do so secretly or by chance. Our back and forth during these few days had felt so innocuous despite all we had already done, however, it was also a feeling to treasure.
Traffic slows to a crawl at a stretch on the highway as I strummed my fingers against the wheel. My gaze briefly shifted onto Len's sleeping figure as I took the opportunity to brush a loose strand of his hair behind his ear.
He mumbles in his sleep and snuggles against the palm of my hand as my lips curled to a smile. I then turned back to face the car ahead of me as I used the time to practice my introduction upon formally meeting his brother.
