Eliana leaned back. Each time he moved closer, she moved back until her back hit the steering wheel—nowhere left to retreat.

He smirked triumphantly and caught her lips. Eliana didn't resist, naturally closing her eyes. But after just half a minute of kissing, she pulled away awkwardly, climbing into the passenger seat, too embarrassed to look at him. "Let's go. Didn't you see there are cameras everywhere?"

Samuel didn't mind. He just adjusted his shirt front and ...