Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 340

His fingers tapped lightly on the steering wheel, each movement steady and almost playful.

Inside the car, tension hung in the air, subtle but unmistakable. Mandy clung to the bouquet of roses in her lap, as if hoping it could shield her from the awkwardness churning inside.

Just when she thought this painfully long drive was finally about to end, something unexpected happened.

Without warning, Liam reached over, his gesture casual as he rested his arm on the center console. But under that easy air, his large hand found its way to Mandy's slender waist, his fingers deliberately kneading the sensitive dip at her side, right where he knew she was most ticklish.

A startled gasp escaped Mandy's lips before she could stop herself, her whole body going rigid.

She spun around to glare at him, but Liam kept his eyes fixed on the road, his face calm and collected-like nothing at all had happened.

Yet his hand remained exactly where it was, lingering with a secret relish, clearly enjoying the thrill of getting away with it.

Mandy's cheeks burned red. She wanted to snap at him, but with Claire and her mother sitting in the back seat, she couldn't risk drawing their attention.

Her breathing quickened, her heart pounding so hard she was sure everyone could hear it. But she hardly dared to move, biting her lower lip and trying desperately not to make another sound as the teasing pressure at her waist sent wave after wave of tingling sensation through her.

May had caught that little

concern made Mandy's heart leap into her

clutching the roses closer

the three people in the back seat hadn't noticed anything unusual. If they had, she'd have died of embarrassment right then and

sparkled

Mandy, the rest of the drive dragged on forever, every minute feeling like

the time they finally reached the

came to a stop, Mandy scrambled out, barely

slow down!" May called after her, worried by

"I, um, need to use the restroom!"—just to keep her mother

the ladies' room, turned on

up into the mirror, meeting the gaze of her own disheveled reflection-wide-eyed, beads of water clinging to her skin, looking as flustered as she felt.

never felt so mortified before. This was a

you'd better watch

to regain her composure and finally

to walk straight into Liam's