Jaxon
My jealousy was only matched by my anger. I let go of Sara's face when the light turned green, but she still hadn't answered me. She was mad that I was uncomfortable with her seeing Mark. I wanted to scream at her, but I kept myself as controlled as possible.
I pressed my foot down a bit too hard on the gas pedal. How could she really blame me? My anger was starting to win over my jealousy. Did she not remember all that had happened with Ben?
“Is it really that hard? Are you so determined to go against me that you'd continually risk your safety?" I demanded.
Sara let out a heavy breath and kept her face away from mine. I drove faster than necessary. I gripped my hands tightly around the steering wheel.
“Maybe our ideas of keeping me safe just differ… drastically," she replied
