“When it comes to your safety, your life, I have no mercy in me.”
Elora wiped drool from her bottom lip as she pushed away from the passenger side window where she had fallen asleep. She noticed the night was beginning to fade as it gave way to morning and the sky began to have a pinkish hue as the sun started to rise. As she stretched her arms above her head, she heard a throat being cleared. Her head turned slowly and she saw Cush’s light blue eyes raking over her.
“Sleep well?” his deep voice rumbled across the vehicle, causing warmth to spread inside of her.
“You totally just saw the drool didn’t you?” she asked, more annoyed than embarrassed.
“Could be worse,” he told her.
She snorted. “True, I could have farted,” her head snapped up. “Holy crap, tell me I didn’t fart,” she said
