Chapter 65: Baby Chevy

Monica's POV

He led the way to his Chevy outside the bar, burning with compressed anger. I was angry too, and I needed to vent it on someone or something. I observed the sky, agitated at the sweeping clouds heralding the dark. Night was quickly taking over the day, as darkness crept in on us.

I hopped into the front seat, looking ahead with a rigid face. Staring into his chiseled face would mean getting trapped by the mundane raptures in his alluring eyes; a kiss would be inevitable. The masculine scent from the interior of his Chevy welcomed me with confidence- another reason to desire him in bed.

Rhoda sat at the back seat, with our bags sitting beside her. Her heavy eyes had gathered dark circles around them. She was not cut out for this kind of life, but she had proven to be strong so far.

Let's see how far her strength can take her when her shift begins.

Ben jingled the keys out of his jean pocket and slipped it into the ignition. Instead of starting the car, he angled towards m