The night is long, and the lights are dim.
The yellow streetlights cast through the car window, surprisingly giving a sense of inexplicable warmth.
However, such warmth instantly dissipates in Tiana Thorne's smile, adding a hint of intrigue to this mysterious night.
Tiana Thorne leaned closer to him, extending her slender finger, resting it on his shoulder, pressing gently down.
Tracing down his strong and muscular arm, finally landing on the back of his hand, she drew a circle.
Looking up, her eyes sparkled brighter than the moonlight, her lips curved: "Brother Aiden, there's no midnight snack on the highway, you know."
Aiden Shaw's dark chestnut eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze lingered on her red-painted nails, his lips slightly pressed together, exuding a strong cold and restrained aura.
To be honest, Tiana Thorne felt the pressure in his gaze.
If it were any other girl, she might have retracted her hand.
As for her.
Mmh.
Thick-skinned.
