CHAPTER TEN

ELLA'S POV

"Trent seriously, you have to take me somewhere else! Anywhere my mom won't show up!"

"Oh stop your worrying, what are the odds she'll walk in right as we're there?" Trent scoffed.

I scowled at him. "You don't know my mom's eating habits. Dinner rush is her favorite time to dine out!"

To my immense frustration, Trent remained unmoved. "Sorry princess, but I'm hungry now and this is where I want to eat. You'll just have to risk it."

Before I could object further, Trent swung sharply into the parking lot. I sank down in my seat, peering toward the salon, praying my mom wouldn't look out the window and spot me getting out of Trent's flashy vehicle.

Luck seemed to be on my side as Trent found a spot in the back, far from view of the salon entrance. After cutting the engine, he turned to me with a wolfish grin.

"Ready for our secret date?"

"This is not a date!" I hissed. "This is a hostage situation!"

Trent threw back his head with a loud laugh. "You say potato, I say hos