Chapter 5
“I guess I shouldn’t be surprised you drive around in a snazzy car,” Jarvis murmured as Cinda pulled out of the shelter’s parking lot and headed onto the freeway. “You always were a magpie.”
She snorted. “Shiny, pretty things weren’t always my main goal.”
“No? I guess it seemed that way from an outsider.”
“Jesus, well, that hurts.” She shot him a look. “This isn’t a free for all, you know? We don’t have to make Cinda feel s**t all day.”
He snorted. “It wasn’t my intention to make you feel s**t. You have to know you always came across a certain way to me. I’ve known you for years, but I’ve not really known the real you at all, have I?”
He trained his attention on her rather than the road. He knew this path like the back of his hand so it held no interest to him. Cinda, on th
