Chandler smiled. "You can say it now."

Elena looked over at him. Her face was pale and drawn. "Say what?"

Lifting his eyebrows, he waved a hand at the windshield.

"Ahh." She cleared her throat. "I'll save the I told you so for when we're safely inside his place."

The back end of the car fishtailed when he turned down the long driveway.

Knowing not to overcorrect, because the last thing he wanted was to end up sliding off the drive and down the slight ditch that he knew lined the first fifty ...