One second, I was telling Dimitri how I felt. I got everything off my chest and
poured my feelings out to him.
Then somehow, I was in the car before I could blink and Dimitri was yelling at
the driver to step on it.
"Is every thing okay? I mean... Did I do anything wr-"
"Flavia," Dimitri growls in a warning voice.
"Unless you want me to unflower my flower in the backseat of a car, I suggest
you wait until we're home so that I can make love to you properly."
My eyes widen and I lean back in the seat quickly. I've heard s*x is painful, so
I can't imagine having it in a car. What if we went over a bump? What if the
brakes got slammed on?
For the rest of the ride, I'm silent and still. Dimitri however has more difficulty.
His leg bobs up and down quickly and every now and then,
