His palm was hot, and the pressure wasn't gentle.

　　My heart skipped a beat.

　　"Stay with me for a while," Frank said in a low, slow voice.

　　I nodded, and he released me.

　　I moved to the other side and opened the passenger door, sitting inside.

　　The windows on both sides were open, and the cold wind blew in.

　　Hmm, there was no smell of alcohol.

　　Frank stayed silent, leaning his head back against the chair, ...