"Wait a minute, this isn't my house!" she exclaimed, after waking up from her short nap, looking around as confusion flooded her. "Where are we?"

"I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget," he said with amusement, unbuckling his seatbelt.

Nora tried to unclasp hers too, but it was hooked, and her hands were partially occupied with the carton of fries in them.

"Women!" he shook his head, smirking as he leaned closer to help her. Their fingers brushed together, and a flutter of electricity shot through her stomach. His head bent toward her, and Nora stared at his curly black hair, feeling the overwhelming urge to run her fingers through it.

He freed her from the seatbelt and raised his head, but any word of appreciation that might have escaped her lips vanished when she noticed his face was just inches from hers. She swallowed hard as his gaze dropped to her lips, and slowly, her eyes fluttered closed, heart pounding so loud, it was deafening.

For a heartbeat, it felt like he might actually kiss her. His lips hovered close enough that she could almost feel their warmth. His lips should brush hers any moment now...