SIX
“I’m saying, a rental car would make more sense,” she said the following day when they got off the bike at a gas station. “I mean, geez, Strike…” Bending over, she pushed her hands between her legs to rub her inner thighs around to her a*s. “I’m working muscles I didn’t even know I had… Don’t you feel that?”
“Your a*s?” he asked, waiting for the pump to start.
Standing up to stretch her back, she bumped him with her hip. “Do you offer massage?”
He glared, looking her up and down. “Did you just flirt with me?” he asked. She bobbed her brows, which only made his scowl deepen. “Don’t do that.”
“I’m learning that the number of things in this world that make you uncomfortable far outweigh those that make you comfortable.”
He started to pump the gas. Rora had no intention of watching h
