Chapter 22

Erica flashed him a cautionary look. "I really don't think it's any of your business!"

"Okay, yeah, you're right. It's just that the way you look reminds me of chocolate sauce with cherries and whipped cream. Kinky and delicious at the same time."

"Do you mind turning around? I'd like to get back to the office now."

As Gianni pulled back into third gear, he told her they had almost arrived at their destination.

"Your idea of going for coffee is quite different from my own." Erica glanced nervously about. They had been traveling north, up Biscayne Boulevard, and were now passing through the suburbs, towns like Miami Shores and Biscayne Park. Even if this maniac managed to slow down, he still maintained a fast enough speed to prevent her from jumping out of the car. And even if they did it in the movies all the time, Erica had a feeling her jump would be far more hazardous to her health.