GENESIS
“Where exactly are you taking me to?” I finally asked, still not finding it funny that we have both been riding for thirty minutes and we were still unable to arrive at our destination.
“Are you tired of being in the car with me already?” He asked as a devilishly grin plastered his face.
“Of course not, I would never choose to be outside when I can be in a car sitting with my husband who picks his phone over me,” I whined, even when I was not meaning to. His grin deepened and his eyes sparkled, my cheeks heated up and I realised how clingy I sounded and looked away.
“Okay,” he dropped his phone and stretched his hand towards me. I turned to him when I felt those hands on my shoulder, but they went down and snaked around my waist. Warm sensation filled my skin and I could feel
