Chapter 22 Snowed In

• I shivered as darkness closed in around us. Snow fell down softly, making me wish I had worn a heavier coat. I silently cursed my Honda Civic for still not starting.
• I watched check the coolant levels by the combined light of his flashlight and the headlights of his Aston Martin. With him bending over the engine to dip the stick, I got a good look at his toned ass, almost making my knees buckle in desire.
• “All right, that should be enough coolant,” Andrew said as he finished pouring the liquid into the radiator. “Why don’t you hop in and give it another go?”