“Take the long way around.” It took a moment for the hoarse words to pierce through the fog that had wrapped itself around my common sense – or lack thereof. Only for them to be held for cottony ransom.
I didn’t have the sense to feel embarrassed. I was too hot and airheaded for that. I felt as insubstantial as spun sugar and just as sweet. Too far gone. Headed down the path of depravity and temptation. My pulse, thumping and impossible to ignore, was a war drum in my ears, my blood the hands that thudded the skin in order to drive me on.
The driver had to know what was going on back here, his swerve to the right instead of the left too smooth. I wondered if his face, hidden behind the blackened patrician and an unnecessary pair of shades, was as hot as mine. Or perhaps he was used to t
