“Don’t you dare.” She caught his hands, but he swatted hers away with ease. He undid her dress and it fell. Sara caught it. The motion of the car made her fall against him, and made the apex between her legs grind into Simon's hardness. She could hear his breath coming harshly, see the color slash across his cheekbones. She felt sick inside, knowing that he could just as easily be doing this with any other woman.

She heard him sigh, and he looked up at her with a curiously unguarded ...