(Warning: This chapter contains a sexual scene. If you're not comfortable to read it kindly skip it and move to another chapter)
It was some minutes before Dylan could come to himself and realized what he had down on impulse. He took a deep breath and then smiled in relief: "You chicken-lived girl."
When seeing him finally open his mouth, Savannah gave a long sigh of relief, and then she screamed to Dylan with one more punch: "Is that funny?"
Dylan knew that she was frightened, and he offered his back to her until she calmed down. "Enough?"
Savannah had cooled down. She took a breath at his severe gaze and said, "What's the matter with you?"
Dylan straightened up his sleeves and smoothed her messed hair ruffled in the wind, "Nothing."
How could it be nothing?
If she hadn't stopped him in time, the man might have driven the car into the moat!
She couldn't help from blurting out: "What the hell had happened between your father and you?"