Chapter 12
Jack waited until Bobby, the attendant, escorted Donna into her car and then went inside the station to wash his face.
Seriously, he hadn’t expected to be ambushed. He’d walked out of the convenience store with two sodas and a bag of popcorn to share with Charlotte when cherry-red lipstick bombarded him.
Donna had even been standing on a crate with her phone on a selfie stick—it was a premeditated kiss.
Next time he left a store, he’d have to check the window first. All he’d done was push through the door, gaze on his car, when Donna had grabbed him for a kiss.
The water helped splash away the taste of makeup but there were still traces of being assaulted that lingered on his skin despite how he rubbed at it with the coldest setting.
Jack checked the time on his phone--whe
