Elena’s Point Of View

My breath caught, and I actually choked on my own saliva. I coughed, my hand clutching my chest, eyes wide. How could somebody say that with such a straight face?

“Fuck you,” I gasped, half in disbelief, half in something else entirely.

He smirked… oh, that wicked, knowing smirk, and murmured, “Language, princess.”

The light ahead turned green and he eased the car forward like nothing had happened, hands steady on the wheel, eyes fixed on the road. ...