Minutes later, a very pissed off Seth literally drags me to the parking lot. He waits impatiently as I clamber into the co-driver's seat and I realize that for once he doesn't have his security team with him.
He slams my door shut once I'm settled then he climbs in, not looking at me at all.
He pulls the car slowly out of the lot and when we hit the highway, I realize that he is really mad.
"I'm sorry. " I say in a small voice. I never imagined that I'd be the one apologizing to Seth at any given time. He has always been responsible for all the f**k-ups.
His fingers grip the steering wheel tightly and he spares me a glance.
"Sorry for what?" He asks and my forehead creases in a frown.
"For what happened back there. I swear it was not what it looked like."
He shakes his head. "So it
