Chapter 55

She clutched the seat under her and asked, "Since when did you stop being all picky? This car's so plain. Where's your black Cayenne?" The Cayenne? Yeah, its front end got smashed and it's now sitting in the garage. Fraser sneered inside but didn't feel like telling her that he crashed it while driving himself. With a bit of annoyance, he shot back, "And who's the one always fussing over everything, huh? When I first got the Cayenne, its interior was just as plain." Bellamy was instantly silenced. Truth was, Fraser's aesthetic leaned towards neutral tones-black, white, grey. But Bellamy had a soft spot for cute stuff. She could be kind of fierce sometimes, but she sure loved pink, bows, and all kinds of plushies. So when the Cayenne came home, she'd decked the inside out in her style-totally adorable, super pink. When Fraser first saw his luxury SUV turned into a mobile candy shop, he damn near had a breakdown. But then again, no one else ever dared ride in his car. And when Bellamy ac