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I hit my hazard lights and looked around, hoping to see an exit, but it was useless trying to see anything out the rain-covered windows. My GPS showed I wasn’t too far from an exit ramp, but it was still a couple of miles away, and I wasn’t about to get out and risk walking with the debris blowing around.
Most likely I just needed a new tire, and that wouldn’t take long, right? An hour’s delay wouldn’t make much difference at this point.
With a heavy sigh, I found the number of a towing company, but the phone rang and rang until finally there was a message saying the shop was closed until further notice.
Great.I went down the list of shops, but each one I connected with was closed due to weather and dangerous driving conditions.
No shit.What was I doing driving in the middle of this? I hadn’t thought it would be that bad, but it was only getting worse as the minutes passed. Oh God, what if the ferry had closed down already? I’d be stranded in my car all night.
No. That was not happening.
I called the rest of the towing companies and got the same answer from all of them: no one would be getting out until at least tomorrow afternoon at the earliest.
I. Was. Fucked.
No…there’s a spare in my trunk and tools. How hard can it be to change a tire in a hurricane?
Never mind the fact I’d never changed one out in my life—but what choice did I have?
I popped the trunk, took a deep breath, then opened the door.
Sweet…God.
My suit was drenched in a matter of seconds, and the wind was gusting so hard I could barely hold the door open to get out. The grass beneath my feet had turned to mud, and I slipped before grabbing on to the roof of the car.
This is insanity.
Obviously I had a death wish. With my hands on the roof, I inched my way down to the trunk, feeling rain pelting me in the face and streaming down. I didn’t know how I was even gonna get the damn tire out at this point, much less change it.
This was a monumentally bad idea,I thought as I grasped the trunk and turned my head away from the direction of the rain. Before I could get my fingers under the latch to open it, a bigger gust of wind blew. I made the mistake of dropping my body weight down, and that was when I heard the trunk click shut.
Shut.
It. Clicked. Shut.
Motherfuckingfuckshitfaceballsfuck.
With a growl, I kicked at one of the back tires. “You stupid piece of shit metal.”
Because of course it was the car’s fault. Not the idiot human who’d decided to ignore a looming hurricane off the coast. But since I couldn’t beat my own ass, I was gonna take it out on the car.
Or I was, until the sound of a horn behind me had me looking over my shoulder.
Oh God. No. No, no, no, no, no.
I would’ve happily gotten back in my car sopping wet and stayed there all night if I’d known this was going to happen.
Even with the headlights shining in my face and the windshield wipers moving faster than I could think, I could still see the smug look on Drew’s face where he sat nice and dry behind the wheel. He looked less like a knight in shining armor come to help, though, and more like a demon sent to look and laugh.
This was it. This was the moment.
I was in hell.
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DREW
WELL, I KNEW it’d be a wet drive, but I had no idea I’d be playing a game of dodge the debris. I’d already swerved out of the way of some bigger road shit, but that only served to send me hydroplaning for a few scary seconds, so I’d decided driving at a snail’s pace would get me there sooner than never at all.
