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watch, he saw that he had just enough time to get to the restaurant on time. Shivering, he took a huge breath and saw it in front of him. It was damn sure freezing, but he wasn’t surprised because it was mid-December. Opening the car door, he slid into the driver’s seat before turning on the engine. Cranking up the heat, he flipped on the radio and pulled off. Rolling down the street, he stopped at a light and stared out of the window. To his surprise, he saw Nevaeh standing on the corner.
    She was at a bus stop.
    Frowning, he rolled his window down after honking. Looking over, he saw her grimacing before she recognized him. A smile immediately found her face as she trotted over to the car. Leaning over, she looked into his car and nodded.
    “Nice, you must make a lot of money as a principal to have custom made leather seats.” She teased knowing that teachers and principals didn’t make a heap of money.
    “Where are you headed?” he asked looking at the light that was still red.
    “Work.” She simply said, holding up the duffle bag that must’ve obviously held her change of clothes.
    Shooting her a glance, she could see the annoyance on his face. She shivered as they continued to talk. The wind was ripping past her and the tiny jean jacket she had on damn sure wasn’t enough to keep her warm. The cold wasn’t something she was used to. Growing up in Florida, it was always more warm than cold.
    “You shouldn’t be standing at a bus stop this late. Especially alone.” He snapped.
    “Well, I don’t have a car yet, and I’ m new in town remember? I don’t have big bad bodyguards to escort me around.” She chuckled.
    She could tell by the look on his face that he was embarrassed to have her leaning over into the car.
    “What’s wrong Mr. McCallister? Afraid people will think you’re picking up an underage prostitute?” she giggled.
    “That’s not funny!” he shouted looking over at her.
    It was obvious that that was the issue. He was blushing and obviously embarrassed to be in the situation at hand.
    “Well I’m hardly a child.” She scoffed, looking away. “I’m eighteen , and my birthday’s right around the corner.”
    “Shouldn’t you be doing homework or something?” he asked gripping the steering wheel.
    “Nope, finished what I had already.” She insisted, as they heard a honk.
    Looking up, he saw the light had already turned green and he was holding up the two cars behind him.
    “Get in.” he ordered softly.
    “I don’t want to be a burden.” She replied seriously.
    “I’m not leaving you out here to freeze to death, and have God knows what happen to you.” He retorted looking at her again as the cars honked longer this time.
    “Get in!” he barked.
    Not protesting any further, she flipped the car off behind him before sliding into the passenger’s seat. He pulled off as she snuggled up in the passenger’s seat and got warm. Placing her hands in front of the vent, the warm heat warmed her hands. Rubbing them together, she exhaled, finally relaxing.
    “Thanks.” She replied sincere.
    “No problem. Where do you live?” he asked driving s traight ahead.
    “Why?” she asked , looking over to him.
    “Because I’m taking you home.” He responded.
    “You’re not taking me home.” She replied, shaking her head in disapproval.
    “You don’t need to be doing what you’re doing.” He insisted.
    “You know nothing about me.” She snapped , folding her arms over her chest.
    “ I know you’re too beautiful and smart to be selling your body to strangers.” He bit back.
    “It was good enough for you.” She said sarcastically , and he looked over at her frustrated.
    “That’s not fair.” He snapped. “You can’t throw that in my face. Besides I didn’t want to be there! I didn’t want anything to do with you! How can anyone respect a person tearing their clothes of for drunken strangers?!”
    With that, she sat quietly as he kept driving. Looking out of her