"He must want something more than just sex..." Charlie gave Cassie a look. "I'm not gonna lecture, but you're the one who told me he doesn't want you having sex with anyone else. He wants you for himself." And Charlie knew that Cassie felt the same way. She didn't want Jack screwing around with other chicks.
A few times, Charlie felt the urge to shift the gear for her, his hand even twitched a little from the need. He wasn't a good passenger. Charlie liked to be in the driver's seat no matter what, he just felt even more inclined right now with Cassie driving the stunning machine he'd restored. "You better not hurt me or the car. I like both a lot. Make a right up here," he said, pointing. "We'll circle back around. I'd let ya drive more tonight, but I promised I'd bring you back to the apartment. Ava's got a gift for ya."