From there, messy open-mouthed kisses were pressed to Jason's exposed skin. Ammy's breath shortened as she watched the head of messy dark hair move lower and lower, her fingers tightening on the wheel as Jason's glittery black fingertips tightened on Sebestian. Red eyes met his in the rearview, and there was a moment suspended in time as Jason's reflection smirked at her lazily, almost knowingly. Jealousy seared through her as Jason moaned, Sebestian's teeth nipping at the sensitive skin of his bellybutton. Sebestian wanted to be the one to make him moan like that.

She blinked. Where the fuck had—?

The car spun out of control as Ammy swerved suddenly...