Sophie’s pov

“Goddamn car pick today of all days to die on me.” I twisted the key harder like that would magically fix the weak clicking sound coming from under the hood.

Rain hammered down in heavy sheets soaking straight through my thin white tank top and the short denim cutoffs that barely covered my ass.

Cold water ran in rivulets between my tits making the fabric cling tight so my nipples stood out hard and obvious against the wet cotton.

My hair stuck to my cheeks and neck while I stood there in the middle of the driveway looking like a drowned mess.

I have been watching Daniel Reeves...