Chapter 50

Leo's POV I glanced over to the passenger seat where Quinn slept quietly. She was curled up in her seat, using my hoodie as a pillow. I thought back to our conversation earlier. Was she really worried that I was going to leave her? My knuckles turned white as I gripped the wheel. I took a deep breath, letting out the tension I held in my hands and shoulders. I shook my head, trying to shake the thought. She had to know that I love her. Was I doing something wrong? I hated this feeling....