Vanessa

I feel a kiss on my cheek and a light kiss on my neck. I know I'm not in bed because I'm in such an uncomfortable position.

When I feel another kiss, I open my eyes.

Brent smirks, watching me.

I sit up.

He leans back.

It takes a few minutes to realize we're still in the car.

I look around, asking, "Montecito?"

Brent knocks on the divider between the back and front seats. "Carpinteria."

Brent's door opens.

I stretch, ...