He laughed, the tips of his ears tinged with a faint pink. The song went on, filling the air between us with its rapid pulse and rentless guitars. Every piece fit together effortlessly; not quite country and not quite rock and roll. Just warm, fast, suthern.
I liked it better when Liam startes singing along.
When the flow of low gas slowed to a drip, he carefully pulled the hose free and replaced the gas cap. Before he stood, Liam knocked his shoulder into mine. “Where in the world did you get that dress?”
I snorted picking at the skirt. “Present from Zu.”
"You look like you want to throw it into a fire."
"I can’t promise there won’t be an unfortunate accident later on," I said very seriously. When he laughed again it felt like a small victory.
"Well, Green, it was nice of you to put it on." Liam said. "Though be careful. Zu’s so starved for girl time she might turn you into her personal dress-up doll."
"Kids these days," I said. "Think the whole world belongs to them."
He grinned. “Kids these days.”
We moved from car to car, working our way down the parking lot. He didn’t ask for my help, and I didn’t ask him anymore questions. We would have stayed together in that confortable silence for hours, and it still wouldn’t be enough for me.