Chapter 17

I don’t know what to say. I’m completely stunned into silence. I want to rewind to seconds ago when his mouth was on mine and his fingers slid inside me when I didn’t want him to stop. I’m reeling with confusion, stung by his instant rage and close to tears. My heartache returns with passion as he walks off from the car into darkness for a few minutes. I can barely make out his powerful figure as he paces back and forth. He seems pissed off, trying to regain control and arguing with himself. If it weren’t so traumatic, it would be funny to watch.

I try to pull in my thoughts, tugging my torn skirt around me a little to conceal my nakedness before he returns. He spins toward the car and stalks back with a glare of sheer fury as he slams into his seat with a closed-off expression on his face. He doesn’t look at me and throws us into reverse at speed, causing me to shoot forward. His hand darts out and grabs me to stop my collision with the dash.

“Put your fucking belt on!”