They went to the restaurant in two cars. One was driven by Quarin, and the other by Tared.
Regina asked him why he hadn't rented a single car, since all four of them would fit comfortably.
"I like to drive," he replied, "and I like to be alone with you!" he told her, stroking her thighs and moving up to her breast.
“Quarin, no! People passing by could see us!"
“Maybe for half a second? How bad can that be!"
"Shameless!" she scolded him. Although deep down she was amused by his easygoing attitude.
"We are in Paris, my dear, the city of love! Now every time we stop at a red light, I demand a kiss."
"Is this your plan to go unnoticed?" She was surprised.
The phone call to her family was nagging the back of her mind. How would she explain that she had gone with him?
“Baby, I couldn't
