“I thought you were taking me as far away from here as possible,” she said sarcastically when they came to the police station and made a turn into a well-lit parking lot. She was beyond caring whether she hurt his feelings or not.
“I am. I need my bike,” he returned calmly. Zaya growled. He was as cool as ice. He didn’t understand how much of a predicament she was in. This was not easy for her. Every minute they spend together was a test of her will. And she wasn’t known for resisting her impulses for too long; when a fancy struck she answered it. And he was very tempting.
She watched him as he moved through the parking lot. His stride was purposeful as though nothing could deter him from his goal.
He was big and tall, she barely came to his shoulder. Anubis had been kind to her. Her
