As the car began to move, Ayana's eyes drifted over to Rex, her mind a jumble of thoughts and emotions. The intense gaze he was giving her wasn't focused on the road, but seemed to be burning with an inner fire that had nothing to do with driving. She felt a shiver run down her spine as she realized that this gaze was directed at her, and that it was filled with a hunger that had nothing to do with food.
A flutter of excitement danced in her chest as she wondered what might be waiting for her when they arrived back at the mansion. Her heart skipped a beat as she glanced over at Rex, his eyes never leaving the road, but his presence seeming to fill the entire car.
As they drove, Rex suddenly spoke up, his voice low and husky. "Do you want to eat some ice cream?" he asked, his eyes flicking over to hers for a brief moment.
Ayana's brow furrowed in confusion.
"Why ice cream? It's almost night-time," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.