Chapter 18: Still Sure About This? (18+)
....
Regal pulled into his apartment parking lot, the car came to a stop as the engine shut off, allowing the silence within the car stretched, thick and charged.
"It's late. Want to come up?" Regal finally broke the silence, his voice casual but expectant.
Gwendolyn didn't hesitate.
"Sure." Gwendolyn replied without missing a beat. A small smile played on her lips as she pushed open the car door before he could add anything else.
Regal followed suit, stepping out and locking the car with a quick press of a button. Together, they walked toward his flat.
The elevator ride was short.
Once inside the flat, Regal flicked on the lights, letting the warm glow fill the room, and immediately tossed the keys onto the counter and turned to her with a faint smile.
"Welcome." He said, stepping aside to let her in.
"Why, thank you," Gwendolyn replied, her tone light as she stepped inside, her eyes immediately taking in her surroundings.
The small space was undeniably lived-in, empty pizza boxes stacked on the counter and a few books scattered across the table.
Regal locked the door behind them and walked further in, gesturing toward the full bed.