Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“Okay. We’ll head home after we drop off Megan.”

After that, he closed the door and sat in the driver’s seat.

Debbie watched him start the car and sighed. He didn’t understand her at all.

The car sped down the road in the darkness. Sitting in the back, Debbie looked outside the window blankly, wide awake. The headlights of other cars knifed through the gloom. The girl in the passenger seat was giggling and speaking to Carlos. It bothered Debbie so much she wanted to plug her ears.

Carlos didn’t talk much and only responded when it was necessary. He didn’t seem all that perturbed by the situation. But he never embarrassed Megan by allowing awkward silence. He made conversation quite pleasant for the girl. And the way she was carrying on, you could tell she enjoyed every minute.

The car slowed down as it approached a large, fancy housing community.

‘This must be where the girl lives, ‘ Debbie thought. There were tens of floors in each building. The skyscrapers made Debbie wonder whether

a gift

came to a halt,

It’s dark, and not safe for you

Carlos offered.

was fed up. ‘Son of a bitch! Is she your wife or am I? Why do you care so much about her? Her building

patrolling the area, you jackass!’

thank you, Uncle Carlos,” Megan said

closed. Assuming that she was asleep, he got out

in the car for twenty minutes,

was so furious she started laughing. ‘That bastard is probably sleeping with

past, she would have exploded with rage by

front of Carlos, she held