Chapter42: 42

“Um, hi,” I finally stutter out. “I’m Jenna. My car got a flat, and I’m kind of stranded.” I give a soft laugh, hoping he might quirk a smile or something, but he just keeps giving me that hard look of his. “You don’t have a spare?” “No.” I roll my eyes at the pickle I’ve gotten myself into. “Stupid, I know, but there you have it. I have a flat and no spare.” “Very stupid,” he agrees, and I wince a little at his words. “And what the hell are you wearing? Did you just crawl out of bed and decide to go for a drive in the middle of nowhere?” I start to bristle at his words. I get it. It was stupid to not have a fucking spare, but what’s done is done. “I just came from a wedding,” I say, keeping my head held high because he’s starting to really piss me off. He laughs and runs his eyes over my “dress,” lingering on my tits for way longer than is polite, and I can’t help the smug grin that spreads across my face. Not so stony after all, I see. “What the hell kind of wedding was it?” “My cous