#Chapter30

Michael kept his eyes on the road, treacherous seconds passed before he spoke up, "I have been meaning for us to talk."

"What about?"

He looked at her briefly, "you."

Sasha's interest was piqued as she sat up on the seat, "what about me?"

A sigh left Michael's lips, he shook his head softly and licked his lower lips, "everything. I can't help but feel like...like you are drawing away from me."

Sasha frowned at that, "what do you mean?"

"You hardly spend time with me anymore, okay, let's not talk about that for now. Whenever you are around, it's as if you are not. I have to call...