Miranda's POV:
We're going somewhere, he says. While offering no explanation as to where we're going. Instead he sends someone to bring me a change of clothes and accessories.
Minutes later, we were in the car. I scooted to the farthest end, not wanting to even be near him. If I could, I would jump out of the window.
Safe to say after the last encounter with him, my embarrassment was still boiling in my chest like a volcano waiting to erupt.
"If you're thinking of jumping out, go ahead." Luca spoke without sparing me a glance. "It will be fun watching you run in vain."
Completely ignoring him, I stared out of the window. Where were we headed to? Could I find a way to take him out successfully this night without having to face an embarrassing event like last time?
The memory flash
