Chương 89: Array of first aid supplies

Clary kicked her legs in the passenger seat, sitting next to Leandre, twiddling her thumbs as they waited for Liam to show up. She had no choice but to comply with his demands, for his threats about kidnapping her way to his home had forced her to bind her own hands and obediently follow him. 

Clary let out a huff like a deflating balloon and swivelled her head to look at Leandre. "How much longer? I am so bored, I could crack walnuts with my eyelids." She shifted restlessly in her seat; the thought of sitting in the same seat where Astraea, that bitchy hag girlfriend of his, had once sat on this very seat made her skin crawl like a colony of ants marching up her spine. And who knows what kind of kinky adventures these two lovebirds had indulged in between the seats?

Leandre was so relishing her presence close to him, and here she was, complaining like a kid.