Something New

It took exactly one minute and thirty-three seconds for the proverbial shit to hit the fan. I’d know, since I kept staring at the digital clock on the dashboard to avoid booking at the naked Adonis sitting next to me, cursing everything from gods to the tiny dust particles settled across the steering wheel. You’d think with all the snow dust wouldn’t be a problem, but no. Then again, Dante did drive like a wicked bat straight out of hellfire, so it was only fitting for crap to fly in. And, verbally, now all over. Dante claimed he was more worried about Xavius handing me over to Drakan, but what he said next made me seriously doubt the real reason. If I didn’t miss it...He cared. That, or he was on some power trip and wanted everything to belong to him and couldn’t handle it when things didn’t go his way. I’d bet on the latter. There was no way he could care for me. That almost kiss in the graveyard that I foolishly attempted—which also only deepened the crimson shade on my cheeks as I