Mr Know It All

She peeked a glance, silently waiting for him to say something. He looked shattered. Hera knew he was struggling with words, trying to figure out how to voice his thoughts amidst battling against his overwhelming emotions. 

Looking ahead of him, Hunter held the steering wheel tight in his hands, knuckles white as a sheet. But he didn't start the car. The silence stretched for a few more minutes, and Hera looked down into her lap, twiddling her thumbs, not knowing how to break the silence. 

She sensed it even before his hands reached out, taking both of hers in his. Her sense organ welcomed the warm touch against her cold ones. Meanwhile, her disobedient heart jumped, missing a beat or two.