An intruder

Wesley throws a glance at her as he drives her home, she was staring out through the window.

“If you wanted to have a drink, we could have done that at home.”

“I was thinking of that, next time...”

“What?” He looked over at her, her hands were over her mouth, holding the hiccups.

Her face got swollen up and she tapped his hands to pull over.

Wesley drove faster and then parked the car. She hurried out of it. She couldn’t hold them in.

She pour them out on the ground, vomiting everything she’d eaten earlier. She wiped her mouth with her hands and pour it out again when she thought it was over. His hands went to her back and he rubbed them.

Eve signed and stood erect after she’d emptied everything that was on her stomach. He led her back to the car.

“Feeling better?” He inquired with a look over at her.

“I think I am.” She leaned in the seat and breathed out.

“Take some water if you need more.”

She nodded. And took the bottle of water.

“Moscow had a clue about my mother, he sa