Seraphina

As soon as we drove out of the station, Thorn put his hand on my thigh while the other hand controlled the steering.

“Get your hands off me,” I demanded hotly.

Thorn was a bit taken aback by my reaction, but he did as I asked him to.

The police had been graceful enough to drive Thorn’s car to the station, which was why he had it right there, but they didn’t do the same with Mason’s car, and I realized that yet again, they had favored Thorn because of Kaelan’s wealth and ...