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Chapter 27

Sanya
“A nother work day complete.”

“Almost done with the week,” Henry agreed.
“God, I love hump day,” I mew from the passenger seat.
The black leather massages my tired body, and I snuggle in more. I alternate
between snuggling and adjusting the back rest until I find the perfect position for
ultimate comfort.
“Ah, hell yes,” I moan. “That’s the stuff right there.”
I stretch my arms to reach behind me and wrap them around the headrest.
Henry’s SUV has the best leather seats. They are built for ultimate comfort. I plan
to enjoy the ride home to the fullest.

I’m not stupid; I know he thinks I’m a bad driver. He’d banned me shortly
after getting the paternity results for baby Amber. I argued that I had skills and
pointed out my pristine driving record. He’d proposed that I had been lucky until
this point. The truth? I hate driving and am perfectly happy being the passenger.
That doesn’t mean I didn’t do my due diligence to give him shit the first week.
At this point, I’ve zoomed past acceptance into full-blown enjoyment.
Usually, I would hear the roar of the engine and feel the vibrations course through
my body, then I’d hear soft music from the radio, and feel my body gently shift
from him turning out of the complex. But nothing happens.
I pop open a lid to find the hold up. Henry’s shades-covered face stares in my
direction. I can’t see his eyes, but the raised eyebrow and pursed lips gives me an
idea of what he could be thinking.
“What are you doing?”