Chapter 32

Celestine's POV

"I guess it's just me and you sweetie. Alone in the car. Alone in the house." He opens the door to the driver's side but doesn't get in, instead he folds his arms on top of the hood of the car. "The endless possibilities."

Ignoring him, I open the door to the passenger seat and duck down, sliding in and fastening my seat belt. "Just drive," I say, folding my arms over my chest.

The drive back is smooth and quiet. Surprisingly, Lorenzo keeps his hands to himself, his eyes fixed on the road ahead and his right hand clutching onto the breaks as he shifts gears. Then we get to a red light and he stops the car.

I'm gazing out the window when I feel his hand trailing up my dress. I try to ignore it but it keeps going higher and higher.

"Stop that." I smack his hand but that just makes him grip my thigh harder. He isn't even focusing on the traffic light, all his attention is fixed on me.

"Live a little Celestine," he says and his hand trails higher up my thigh, his fingerti