CHAPTER TWENTY
TRAVIS
“f**k,” I mumble under my breath again as the tapping of the flashlight on the window rings through the car. I lower it, and the cop shines the light right in my face.
“Everything okay in here?”
The car smells like s*x, and the windows are foggy, not to mention the writing on the back window. I’m f*****g fantastic, and it’s pretty obvious what we were doing. My d**k is still halfway hard, and my body is humming from the rush of being with Viola. I smile as the officer shines the light on Viola. I catch a glimpse of her hair that’s a sexy mess. The longer he stares at her, the brighter her cheeks become. She tucks her swollen lips into her mouth, and I hold back a chuckle.
“We were just having a friendly conversation,” I say, trying to pull the attention from her.
