Chapter 5
Ashley hugged Matt’s body on the back of his motorcycle as he weaved through congested traffic.
Los Angeles was just as bad, possibly worse, than Miami and that said a lot. But the night air felt lighter here.
Probably less humidity.
They passed black bars surrounding an estate and her eyes widened.
The house they headed toward was like a film set from one of the Hollywood movies where some spoiled daughter lived.
Seriously, there were fountains with cherubs, and a large green lawn that must be gorgeous in the sunshine.
He turned off the motorcycle and hopped off as she removed her helmet. Once she was sure her jaw was free, she stared up at the huge house. “This is where you live?”
He shrugged like this was normal and took a step up onto his porch and toward the white do
