Staying for night.

Journey back to Kyra's house was a lot silent. Except for occasional smiles and peeking at each other, neither of them did anything. 

They could have started a conversation but they have already spoken a lot while they were at the party. Even after scratching their heads they couldn't think of any relaxing and fun topic to talk about. 

Talking about their work would have erased this silence but they have decided not to act like workaholics at least when they are with each other. 

'It's getting hot.' Kyra thought as she rolled down the window for some fresh air. The anticipation of what might happen after dinner started to set the mood in the car. 

Oliver unbuttoned the first button of his shirt and loosened the tie. He moved his fingers through his hair while his other hand made rhythmic tappings with it's fingers on the steering. It is obvious that they are thinking about it at the same time.