Carson joined him, after turning on the main light.

The bedside lamp lit up only their faces.

All of her worries faded when she was in his arms, but his silence made her question a lot.

“You haven’t said anything for a while, you okay?” She turned onto her side and stared at him.

“Just thinking.”

“You look worried.”

"It's nothing," his hand trailed over her shoulder.

Brian didn't want her to overthink, but he knew she was.

"Like I said before, today wasn't the best."

"Really? Your Supra is up and runnin', right? Where did you and Dom go?" She asked, stroking his face.

He softly shrugged, "Got some shrimp, talked about Race Wars, that's it."

She pouted, "You went on a date without me."

"Funny," He chuckled, “Now turn around so I can hold you.”

“So romantic.”

Carson dramatically huffed, much to his amusement and turned around, pressing her back to his chest.

“That’s better," he mumbled, dropping his head into the crook of her neck, quietly inhaling her scent.

His arm wrapped tighter around her waist.

Carson tilted her head slightly, “Why? 'Cause you pressed up against me?”

Brian grumbled, “I told you I’m better with the back of things.”

“Yeah, you prefer the trunk to the hood.”

“I do like the hood, don’t get me wrong,” He pulled her as close as possible, feeling his boxers tighten, “It’s just the trunk,” he rubbed against her, “I love.”

A gasp escaped her, “I can tell.”

He peppered kisses over her sweet spot.

"Baby, I need to sleep, just sleep," She didn't pull away from him, but she did want to sleep and sleep only. "Brian."

"Yeah, you will."

"Not with your dick in my back I won't," She sassed, moaning slightly at the bruises forming on her neck.

"Thought you like me holdin' you?"

"You're tryna fuck."

Brian chuckled to himself and pulled away a little, he didn't want to jeopardise her waking up late. It was a power he had and she knew it too.

They lay in silence, her breathing was gentle, making him relax more.

“Tell me what’s on your mind," She whispered.

“Just feelings.”

“What kinda feelings?”

He took a moment to respond, “You should know something.”

Her breath hitched, “What?”

“My feelings for you go deeper than you think," he mumbled against her head, whilst his heart was beating out of his chest.

“Brian…” She went to turn around but he held her tightly, knowing he wouldn't be able to say it if he could see her face.

“Let me finish. It’s more than just I like you. Sure being around you is the best thing that’s happened to me in a while, but it’s more than me just liking it. Like I said it goes deeper than I thought," he rushed out.

A teary smile took over her face, as she leant into his hold, “That’s the same for me.”

“Really?” He beamed.

She sniffled, “Yeah really.”

“That’s good to know.”

“Likewise," she bit on her lip, trying to hold back more emotions from spilling.

He was admitting to falling for her, in his own way and she felt the same.

“I just wanted you to know, before…” He trailed off.

“Before what? I beat your ass again in race wars.” She teased.

He chuckled, “If we race each other.”

“True but you know it’ll happen.”

“Sure,” he paused, sucking in a deep breath, “I really like you Sonny," She couldn't see the tears forming in his eyes. "Whatever happens in race wars just remember that."

Carson just smiled, neglecting to understand the weight behind his words.

Which meant the rose-tinted shades were still on, but for how long?

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