Chapter 7

Rex

I don’t know whether I want to kiss her or throw her out of the damn truck and speed off into the distance. She’s just sitting there, tap tapping away on her phone. Not a care in the world while I fidget in my seat, my hard-on refusing to go away while the sweet scent of her arousal lingers in the air. It’s driving me crazy, so I jab my finger down hard on the controls, opening every window simultaneously. Leah glances up, amused at my crankiness, before returning to whatever mindless scrolling she is doing.

She rubs a hand down her upper arm where the cool air is blasting across her skin. A quick look confirms her nipples are stiff peaks, straining against the front of her tank top. There is no way in hell she can meet Danny like that, so I close the windows again and turn up the heat. She looks my way but again says nothing, choosing not to comment on my weird behaviour. Those big brown eyes seem a little too all-knowing and all-seeing for my comfort.

Leah is dangerous to me.