C15 Promises

Chapter Fourteen Promise

Nadia sat grumpily in his car, a pout on her face. Staring ahead as he weaved in and out of traffic, the speedometer on his dash read ninety, and he showed no sign of slowing down. She gnawed on her lip so she wouldn't say anything and held onto the Oh shit handle for dear life. The typical commute from Clearwater to Tampa took less than thirty minutes