'This is a beautiful car,' she commented with genuine appreciation as it swept noiselessly along the arterial road heading north. 'A Bentley,' he enlightened her, shooting her an amused glance. 'It looks expensive.' The words slipped out unbidden, and his eyes narrowed slightly. 'A luxury that affords me pleasure,' he responded in a soft drawl that sent a shivery sensation feathering down the length of her spine. As I do? Is that all I am to you... a possession? Permitting her thoughts to travel such a path was both fruitless and detrimental; it served no purpose. 'You have been remarkably docile all morning,' he relayed musingly. 'I could almost believe you are treading eggshells.' 'I woke early, and couldn't get back to sleep,' she proffered, for it was no less than the truth. He slanted her a frowning glance.
