2 ~ Rules Can Be Dirty.
ADRIAN’s POV
“Rule one: you're not allowed to leave my sight.” He huffs, flexing his arms over the steering.
“Rule two: If by any chance you need to be alone, you have to ask for permission.”
That has me snorting.
He throws me a glare, I roll my eyes.
“Rule three: you'll listen to me or I'll make you.”
Now that has my lips curling into a curious smirk.
“I think I'll break rule three first.” I muse.
Kade turns to me, his dark eyes glowing with irritation.
“I didn't make those rules for you to break them, Adrian Locke,” he retorts, turning his eyes to the road.
“Sheesh, so formal. Loosen up,” I playfully slap his arms and his nostrils flare up, his lips curling downwards with disapproval.
“Rule four: You're not allowed to have physical contact with me.”
