C53 In the Future If You Want It We Can Go to the Hotel

Hearing my blunt words, Jorrell's eyebrows knitted together in displeasure. My coarse language had clearly offended him, not surprising since most men favor the innocent type.

I tensed, anticipating more from him, but Jorrell simply started the car and we resumed our journey.

I breathed a sigh of relief, yet it was laced with a sense of loss