Slamming the door shut I cross my arms over my chest,my face fluster in anger.

"Where to?," I growl in a low voice staring at the screen infront of me.

"To....," my eyes widen abruptly I feel his breath touch the side of my cheek skin which makes me to stick back to my seat.

He has leaned forward , away from his seat his face just few inches away from mine. Moving forward he lifts his left arm high trying to get the seat belt. I sat there without moving an inch because if I ...