Chapter 42 Monthly Visitor
- Candela's p.o.v
- Our car parked in the garage of the grand building we had just pulled into, the weight of Salvatore hand on mine, rubbing ever so lovingly…front…because his grandma was sitting at the back seat, staring at us longingly.
- I had pushed the happening of the morning at the back of my mind not wanting that sexual tension to weigh on me.