Truce's P.O.V
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I don't want to sound like I'm complaining, because believe me, I'm not, but what the hell is that look?
I thought Clover would be furious by the time her punishment was over. I thought she'd be completely embarrassed and refuse to talk or look at us for the rest of the ride. I was already forming another punishment — one that involved Kyren this time — for when we got home. Because I expected a fight, or sass, or silence. Something I could use against her.
That's not what I got at all.
"Truce," she whispered all breathy.
She moved her legs until he was straddling me. I furrowed my brow, wondering what her game was. Looking at her face though, I'm not sure that she's playing one right now.
Clover looks... gone. Her cheeks are flush
