Chapter 45

JUNE

Mark looked shocked by my words. He hit the

brake so hard, I was sent flying forward…

Okay, not to that extent. But I hit my head on the glove compartment box and almost got a nosebleed because of it.

“What the hell did you just say, June?!” He turned to face me, looking like he didn't expect such words to come from my mouth.

He didn't look mad, parse.

“What?” I rubbed my forehead with my brows narrowed at him. “Why did you suddenly hit the brake?!” I furiously rubbed on my forehead.

“I'm sorry.” He looked guilty. “How is your forehead? Did it hit too hard?”

“No, it's okay,” I sighed, still rubbing on my forehead until I was certain it must be red because of the friction of my fingers.

“I was just shocked. That was why I did it. Forgive me?" He smiled nervously, “I was—”

“So, will you do what I asked of you?” I went straight to the chase because I knew I might back down if I was left to thin