Chapter 132 An Intimate Space

• [Chanel’s POV]
• The next morning, I sit in the driver’s seat of my beloved truck, while Anthrose sits in the passenger seat. It is clear from his tense body and the way his hand claws at the oh shitbar that he doesn’t quite trust my driving. It is both amusing and annoying to see such a man like that, and part of me wants to drive like a bat out of hell just to tease him even more. However, I decided to be good since I didn’t want to hear his nagging the entire time we were stuck in this vehicle together.
• Raven Wood was a good way away from where we were staying and would take half the day to drive. Since there was no chance that we would be able to make it home after we finished speaking with Rosalie’s grandfather, we rented a hotel room, and just the thought of being alone with Anthrose in such a small place was doing all sorts of things to me.