"Mr. King, why are we travelling separately? Why not with George and Gwen?" she asked, looking at their car overtake the one Aria was in.
"And don't tell me they want privacy! I know they can wait" she chuckled.
"I can't" he said huskily, making her draw in a sharp breath. The car halted and she looked around. "They're far ahead of us" he said referring to George's car.
He could see her gulp as he moved closer, his hands on the headrest, pressing her fully into her seat.
"We'll get late" she murmured and he clicked his tongue. "Private plane" he smirked, biting her ear softly. She pushed him away and slipped out of the car, her face beet red.
"Get inside the car" he chuckled, rolling down the windows. She shook her head slowly, smirking. His eyes widened for a fraction of a secon
