"Leo, let go of my wrist," I breathed, my voice barely a whisper against the loud, thumping of the rain on the metal roof of the car. "We can't do this. We can't keep finding ourselves in dark lots.""I told you, Ivy, I can't just switch it off," Leo said.Before I could reply, his large hands shifted from my wrist to my waist. He reached all the way across the center console, his grip firm, solid, and completely unyielding. With one smooth, heavy pull, he lifted me entirely out of the passenger seat and pulled me straight onto his lap in the dark car."Leo!" I gasped, my hands automatically flying up to catch his broad shoulders for balance.The interior of the SUV was completely dark, the dashboard dead, and the windows were totally blurred by the sheets of water cascading down the glass. The intimacy tonight didn't feel like the explosive, angry collision in the biology lab. It was slower, heavier, filled with an intense, quiet desperation that seemed to draw all the air out of the
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