'He wouldn't go so far as to sell me!'
Georgia Thorne was just afraid Zane Lennox would try to pull something.
But right now, she had no choice but to go with him.
Georgia Thorne clutched the strap of her bag and reluctantly followed him.
The two of them sat in silence inside the quiet car.
Zane Lennox's hands were on the steering wheel. A pair of black sunglasses, perched on the bridge of his handsome nose, hid his eyes.
This allowed him to watch the expression on Georgia Thorne's face as he pleased.
Georgia Thorne kept her head turned, watching the scenery fly by outside the window, refusing to spare him so much as a single glance.
After driving for a while, the number of cars on the road began to dwindle.
It seemed they had left the city limits.
Georgia Thorne had a habit of sleeping in cars. The drive was long, and since she had no idea where Zane Lennox was taking her, she leaned back against the seat, growing drowsy.
