“No! No way!”
Kelsi had been too stunned to react sensibly earlier, but this time, with shaky hands, she tried to free herself from the red seatbelt that was forcing her to stay in the driver’s seat. Aki grabbed her hands and held them tightly in his.
“Hey, hey, it’s okay,” he said in a soothing voice.
“No. It. Is. Not,” Kelsi grunted with every word as she struggled to free her hands from his firm grip.
“Kelsi, hey, look at me.”
Unsuccessful at her attempts, Kelsi gave up and glared at him. “I hate you,” she said icily.
“No, you don’t,” he said with a smile. “You’re just afraid.”
Of course, she was afraid! What the hell was he thinking, jumping this on her? Her previous driving lessons were years ago, when she was sixteen. And it hadn’t gone well nor ended well.
Kelsi got too anxi
