Birdie's POV
The drive to Frankfort was uneventful, other than eating dinner at a fast-food restaurant before leaving Lexington. I sat in the backseat with my iPad in my lap and headphones on while Dad and Uncle Theo talked business in the front. Theo hadn’t looked at me when I walked outside to get to the car. He was already sitting in the passenger seat, talking on the phone with someone. Probably the guy who sold the car to him.
I sat right behind him, but with Dad in the car, I didn’t want to start anything. What had happened the night before was obviously wrong, but the ache inside of me just didn’t stop growing. Theo was mad at me for pushing him to do twisted stuff, but how could I keep my needs to myself when all I wanted was him?
The way he pressed my face against his c**k exc
