I hadn’t seen a storm this bad in a long time. The rain was so heavy that I could barely see out the window.Trace came running back to the car, completely soaked.“They’re full too,” he groaned, leaning his head back as he stared at the car ceiling. “Apparently the storm has caused all the motels to fill up. There’s not another one for at least fifty miles and I’m exhausted. I can’t keep driving.”“I can—”“No,” he pressed a finger over my lips, shushing me. “Only I drive the Camaro.”I glanced at the backseat and then at him. “We can sleep in the car. The backseat is bigger than most.”“I don’t think we have much choice,” he rubbed his eyes, then buckled his seatbelt. “I’ll try to find a safe place to park.”I jumped again as lightning lit the sky.“I don’t like this,” I admitted reluctantly.“I’ll keep you safe,” he chuckled.“How?” “Cover your body with mine,” he smirked, “problem solved.”“I should’ve known,” I forced a smile, because not even Trace’s sense of humor could make me feel better right now.
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