They were both mature adults. Some things were better left unsaid.

…

Half an hour later, Mason had pulled over at her apartment.

The rain hadn’t let up.

There was a hint of sexual tension in the car. After all, they used to be married. They had slept with each other countless times and did a lot of crazy stuff together.

All of those were seared into their memories.

She broke the silence. “Thanks for giving me a ride. I'll be going now.”

She was about to unbuckle her seat belt when he