C58 The Dog Relies on the Man to Get What He Wants

The car had stopped and the sun was setting. The light from the setting sun shone on Rosie’s earlobe, causing her to look transparent.

He stared at the translucent part of her earlobe and pressed his hand against the window. “Are you serious?”

She snorted and did not say anything. She was still angry at him.

“Say it.”

He felt that he had lost his patience, but when he said it