Trent and I reluctantly dragged ourselves out of the Inn. As badly as I wanted to stay there, wrapped up in our own little world, we couldn't.
Today was the day Abby had to meet Rector and take his stupid truth test. The closer we got to home, the larger the knot in my stomach became. I really wished Abby wasn't doing this, though I understood why she was.
Trent pulled into the driveway and killed the engine. I unhooked my seat belt and reached for the door handle, eager to get this over with as soon as possible, but he stopped me by gripping my arm.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Nothing." He tugged me across the seat so I was next to him. "I just want another minute with you."
Sweeping his hands along either side of my neck, he brought his mouth to mine, his tongue gliding across my bottom lip, begging for entry. I welcomed his kiss, and as soon as I did, I was slammed with a myriad of emotions.