Chapter 133

"You want me to get out of this car right now?" Lily's voice was sharp, her words almost cutting the air between them. She had already told him that morning she didn't want anything between them—not a relationship, not drama, nothing. Yesterday she had been a little swayed, maybe a little shaken by Carson's careless, flirtatious charm, but today her mind was clear again. She didn't want to complicate her life further. She needed peace, not confusion. Carson's hand on the steering wheel tightened. He glanced at her quickly, the sharpness in his gaze making Lily's heart skip, but the moment he saw the seriousness, the anger, and the almost tired look on her face, his eyes softened. "I'm sorry," he said after a pause. His voice was quiet, almost unsure. It was the first time she had heard him sound like that. Lily turned her face away, looking out the window. The city lights flashed past, but she couldn't focus on them. Her chest felt tight. She suddenly realized that being close to Carso