Chapter 35 His Gentle And Caring Warmth

• “Oh, sorry. I didn’t mean to grab you…” he said as he quickly released my wrist.
• We were safe on the sidewalk, but his car was still parked there in the middle of the road. I wondered why the cops were not here yet or why every car that was passing by wasn’t honking their horns. That was when I realized the model and the probable price tag of his limited-edition sports car. Now it all made sense.
• What he did after made me scream. While I had my eyes on his car, the man had bent down in front of me and was starting to lift the skirt of my dress up.