**The chapter contains scenes and concepts of violence that may not sit well with others. Please read with caution!***
"Get in!"
"Yes, thank you," Shelby whispered and got into the front passenger seat of James' car, closing the door behind her. She turned instinctively to look at the back seat, finding it empty.
"Rocky didn't come with you?"
"No, he had prior engagements…"
"Oh, ok."
James leaned across of her and pulled out the seat belt. His cologne wafted into Shelby's nose, and she stopped breathing temporarily to stop inhaling the strong scent.
James settled back into his seat after securely hooking the seatbelt for Shelby, a small smile on his face.
"Are you okay, Shelby?"
"Yes, I am,"
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