His Captive Mate
He grunts,
“No, I like you here.” He puts a hand on her thigh, and squeezes gently, “Just try not to make me crash the car, that’s all I ask.” She nods,
“Fine, but I’ll need to get out and stretch my legs soon.” He smirks and nods. It’s almost summer now, but up here in the mountains, it’s still cool, and where they’re going it might get downright cold. She looks at the other people in the car. Greyson, a male Witch with jet-black curls that rest on his shoulders. His pale skin and bright emerald green eyes which glow with an inner light. He winks at her and she smiles back.
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