Chapter 28

Eric drove with a stoic expression, while Ruby sat nervously in the passenger seat, her lips caught between her teeth as she twisted her fingers. She couldn’t even figure out what was wrong with her, why she felt so uneasy. All she knew was that in this confined space, it was just him and her. His scent—clean, strong, undeniably masculine—seemed to wrap around her, and she felt like she could hardly breathe. The beast inside her was howling. She really, truly craved this man. Her fingers tugged at her skirt, creating small wrinkles. "What's wrong? Feeling sick?" Eric's low voice broke the silence. He didn’t look at her, but he could sense her tension. Out of concern, he asked. Is he concerned about me?! Ruby turned to look at his perfect profile, her words caught in her throat. Eric, receiving no answer, didn’t mind. He coolly kept his gaze fixed on the digital countdown in front of him. The traffic light turned green. The car shot forward like an arrow.