Bab 227: Chapter 227: You’re Trying to Disgust me

Andrew stares at Avery's lips and then licks his own. His eyes filled with lust, and Avery feels her stomach churn. She presses her lips together and turns her face away from him.

"You're really trying to disgust me, huh?" she asks, as she looks out the window. 

"Drive faster," Andrew commands the driver.

Though the car is already going at eighty miles per hour, it shoots forward. The trees on the side of the road blur with the mist and speed. The road turns sharply in many places, and Avery grits her teeth as the car goes careening around bends. She starts to feel sick, and she can't tell if it's Andrew or dangerous driving.

"Do you notice a difference?" Andrew asks, casually. "I've had the route to the mansion changed. It's even harder to find now."