Emily's POV
He released my hands and settled into the passenger seat, while I took my place in the front seat, feeling a pang of disappointment wash over me. I couldn't help but wonder if I had misread the moment or if I had misinterpreted his intentions. But to my surprise, he didn't seem to notice my discomfort, or if he did, he didn't let it show, his expression serene and calm, putting me at ease despite my inner turmoil.
