Maybe accepting his help was not the best idea in the world. Sitting in his car was beyond uncomfortable. Not to mention, a small part of my mind was telling me that you do not get into the car with a stranger. But then I was trying to reason he was not really a stranger after all, was he? It was hard to tell. But, I could feel his gaze falling onto me more than it should. Not to mention my eyes drifting around the high-end car. There was no expense spared when he had picked out his car, that was for sure. And, as my eyes lingered upon the rich leather upholstery, one thing was for certain, this man was not one from my world.
“You can talk, you know? I don’t bite.” He said with a smile, bringing my attention to him. I had tried hard not to look at him. His face too warm. Too familiar, d
