Collin's POV

“What do you want, Cecile?” I asked, my voice filled with frustration. I gazed at her through the rearview mirror with a scowl on my face. I was still upset with what she did back there at the restaurant.

“I'm asking you a question, Cecile. Why are you here? Have you been spying on me? It's surprising that you'd enter my car without my consent!” I blurted, stamping on the accelerator with my grip tightening on the steering wheel. Cecile tilted to the right, her smile faltering.

“Collin!” She called. “Could you please slow down! You're driving at a full speed and you sure know how it's dangerous!!”...