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"What? Why?" I ask, suddenly wary.

"Because you can't drive my truck and I can't fit in that piss-poor excuse for a car. We're going with Option C."

"What's Option C?"

"You'll see."

"Why does that sound so ominous?"

"Because you have trust issues. Get your pretty ass in the truck."

Chapter Seven

Atlas

"Would you stop side-seat driving and leave me alone?" Gabbi says, grinning cheerfully as she zips in and out of traffic like a crazy person in my Challenger Hellcat. "You should be sleeping anyway."

"Not with you driving," I mutter. Either she's been fucking with me intentionally all day, or she really does treat the road like her own personal racetrack when she's behind the wheel. I have a feeling the answer is a little of both. She's far too comfortable driving like a maniac…which she's been doing since we left Silver Spoon Falls hours ago.

"You're speeding again."

"I'm going 70!"

"The speed limit is 65."

She shoots me a death glare. "You are the worst passenger ever, just in case no one ever told you. Next time, we're taking my car so you can't complain."

"There won't be a next time, Temptation. My new goal in life is to never need you to drive me anywhere ever again," I say wryly. "Matter of fact, my new goal in life is to make sure you never drive anywhere ever again, period. How many accidents have you been in?"

"None."

"Liar."

"Fine. One."

"Try again."

"Three, but one was only half my fault."

"How is half of an accident your fault?" I ask, truly mystified how that's possible. I unzip my bag while waiting for her to answer and grab a neck pillow. If she's going to kill me, I might as well be comfortable when I die. "That's like saying half a murder is your fault."

"I mean, maybe it is." She shrugs. "How should I know? I've never murdered anyone. Would you like to let me test your theory on you?"

She's definitely fucking with me now.

This is going to be a helluva long drive if she keeps being this goddamn cute and feisty. Erections aren't supposed to last longer than four hours. This is day three. At this point, fucking her is necessary for the survival of my cock.

"Explain, Temptation."

"A car was trying to merge in traffic and side-swiped me. I freaked out a little bit and swerved into another car. So see? Only half of that one is my fault."

"I'm not even going to ask about the other two," I mutter.

"I ran over an old lady and then took out a storefront."

I can't tell if she's joking or not. She sounds serious. And then she laughs, letting me know she's fucking with me again.

"You look like you're thinking about jumping out right now."

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