Sophie’s pov

“Shit the rain got worse while we were inside that store.” I said it as Daniel pulled the truck back into my driveway around four.

Water sheeted down the windshield so thick the wipers could barely keep up.

The new battery sat in a box on the floorboard between my feet and my shorts were still damp from earlier.

Every bump in the road had made them rub against me and I was already worked up again just from the ride home.

Daniel killed the engine and looked over at me. Rain hammered the roof. “You’re going to get soaked just walking to the door. I’ve got a...