The rich smell of leather assaulted my senses as I took the passenger seat. I guessed Remy loved luxury. I was not into cars, but I was sure this one had cost a fortune. It was a sleek black convertible, and it was smaller than Percie’s.
He assisted me with my seatbelt. Every time he came closer, I froze. There was something about Remy that I didn’t feel every time I was with Percie.
Remy made me skeptical, no matter how good his intentions were.
I swallowed hard as I looked at my side.
“You’re gonna collapse if you keep on holding your breath. I don’t bite, Hailey.”