Chapter 42. Courting Death

The seatbelt bit hard between Reyona’s breasts as she slammed hard on the brake when she belatedly saw Maxwell standing in the path of her reversing car. She was thrown back and then forward as the car screeched to a stop, and her heartbeat stopped for a moment before it accelerated again.

“Wha…” she sputtered as she took an inventory of her body to be sure that she was fine before looking outside for certainty that she had not hit any of the cars that were closely parked to hers.

“What was that bastard thinking?” she said in anger as she yanked on her seatbelt to remove it. The way the belt was getting tangled infuriated her more, and she swore fluidly as she yanked on it again.

She had been annoyed when she got out that the truck and Camaro were parked so close to hers, and now that idiot was about to make her commit homicide too.

She finally got rid of the belt and growled when she had to restrain the outward opening of her door to prevent it from scraping the tr