That guy was trouble, no doubt about it. And I didn’t mind one bit.
He cleaned himself up with a napkin from the glovebox and handed me one so I could do the same. Good thing I always saved some in the car, just in case. You never knew when you’d need an extra napkin. Of course, I never expected to use it because I’d been finger-banged while driving, but there was a first time for everything I supposed.
Just when my pulse was beginning to return to normal, we heard a sharp pop and the car suddenly veered to the right. I regained control immediately, hitting the brakes, and heard the tell-tale flop, flop, flop of a busted tire.
“s**t,” Ryan said. “Pull over up here.”
I eased the car onto the side of the highway. We got out and I took a second to yank down my skirt to make sure I was dec
