“Stupid bitch!”
“My car broke down in the middle of the ramp, jackass! I was trying to prevent an accident!”
“A lot of help you did!”
“Look, can you please help me move my car?”
I want to tell her to fuck off, but it’s too dangerous to leave her vehicle where it is. “Get in the damn car,” I growl.
“You won’t be able to push it by yourself.”
Does she think I’m some weakling? “Dammit, woman! Get in the fucking car and turn the wheel right!”
“Bastard!” she shouts, stomping off.
Once the car is safely on the shoulder, I walk towards my own with no intention of saying another word to the woman.
“Wait!”
“What?” I glare at her.
“Would you mind giving me a ride?”
“Yeah, I most certainly would.”
“Please. I’ve been waiting in the rain for almost an hour.”
“Didn’t you call for a tow truck?”
“I left my cell phone at work.”
“You can use mine.”
“I can’t afford to pay for it.”
“Cry me a fucking river. I don’t care what the hell you do. Call a taxi, whatever, but I’m not giving you a ride nor am I covering the cost to get your car to a repair shop.”
If I ever meet a woman who doesn’t have her hand out I’ll donate my fortune to charity.
“I didn’t ask you to. I’ll call a taxi,” she snaps.
I let out a frustrated sigh. “Come on. I don’t have all damn night.”
She follows me to my car and gets into the back. Before I can fully sit my ass in the driver’s seat, Brunette complains.
“Who’s this? You had me waiting forever.”
I’ve been gone for maybe fifteen minutes. I guess for her that equals forever. I’m about ready to throw both of these bitches out into the storm. My one-night stands are only allowed to open their mouths to partake of my dick or talk nasty shit to me while fucking.
“Shut up. Speak again without permission and I’ll take off my sock and stuff it down your damn throat.”
My eyes connect with the woman in the back seat through the rearview mirror. Instant recognition renders me paralyzed. I’m taken to the night she ripped my heart in two and shattered my fucking soul. The painful memory dissipates and is replaced with seething rage. Her image has haunted me for so fucking long, but she’s finally within my grasp. The thought of making her hurt and beg for mercy fills me with unimaginable pleasure. Damn, my dick is harder than granite. My hands tremble as I salivate with the need to fuck her until my dick is imprinted in the depths of her pussy. I swear if there wasn’t a witness here—
She gasps, eyes widening in alarm when she recognizes who I am.
“Cin.”
“Art,” she croaks.
