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

apartment was a gift

halt, Megan was ready to

It’s dark, and not safe for you to walk alone.

Carlos offered.

fed up. ‘Son of a bitch! Is she your wife or am I? Why do you care so much about her? Her building is right there! Only a heartbeat away from the

guards patrolling the area, you jackass!’ she

thank you, Uncle

seat, back straight, eyes closed. Assuming that she was asleep, he got out without waking her up. In reality, she was

car for twenty minutes, but there was

she started laughing. ‘That bastard is probably

the past, she would have exploded with rage

of Carlos, she held her