"Did you get your lesson today?"
The deep, husky voice that whispered inexplicably left heavy demands, Moreau could not understand. She nodded obediently, then Abihirt slowly stepped aside, fixing his pants that were only halfway down his thighs.
"Put your clothes back on. I'll take you home."
"What about my car?" asked Moreau slightly disapprovingly. She knew her mother. She could already imagine what she would do when she saw them going home together.
Just thinking, Moreau's cell phone suddenly vibrated. She immediately pulled the strap of the bag on the side, hurriedly took out the flat object and thinned her lips as if her guess was right.
Barbara ....
[Where have you been, Moreau? Your father's cell phone can't be reached either. Why are you guys so united in not giving me any n
