Chapter 25: Fading Insecurities

Susan's POV

I have never been to his home. The last time he offered to take me to his apartment, something came up and we just had lunch at a public place.

I'm seated in his car, directly beside him as he drives. I do not want to look at him because he has been giving me side glances since he swerved out of the public parking lot.

I try so hard to ignore the beautiful, definitely expensive interiors of his car and the soft music pouring out of the radio by looking out of the window into the busy night streets.

Up till now, I am still doubtful of everything. I have insecurity issues and that's because of my past. I haven't had the best relationships so far so this one with Achilles, even if it has been defined, makes me really doubtful and scared. I need to be reassured and I am not getting that from him.

I turn abruptly when I feel his hand close around both of my hands. That's when I realize that I've been peeling the skin around my cuticles.

"Why are you so anxious?" He asks. "