Chapter 16

Pippa's POV

Adrian sinks to the bed and rests his head in his hands. He’s absolutely shattered, but if I didn’t insist that he pull over at this little no-tell motel out in the middle of nowhere, he would have kept going until he crashed us into a tree or something.

We drove the rest of the night and all day, only stopping for petrol and food. I tried my best to stay awake so I could keep him company, but I dozed off a few times. Even so, I’m so tired that I can't even stand straight.

When we checked in, the man behind the desk gave us a sick grin. “We don’t get many of your kind here,” he said while looking me up and down. “Maybe if you’re done servicing this one, you could-”

Adrian grabbed him by the front of the shirt, cutting him off and dragging him halfway over the high counter. “Think carefully about the next words that come out of your mouth.”

“Why do you care?” the man croaked. “She’s just a prostit-”

“She’s my wife, you fucking animal,” Adrian said and shoved the clerk