As the car swerved, so did Claire's body and her face was pasted straight on the man's muscular biceps.
Ah, heavens, she was not in the position to cherish this moment.
The driver regained control over the steering wheel and focused on the road as soon as the man's glare was focused on him.
Claire quickly straightened up but just as she was about to move back from him, he grabbed her hand, stopping her from moving away.
''What happened?" He asked.
Claire looked around in the car, gulping softly, ''I...'' she hesitated for a moment before speaking, ''I think I left an important document back in that cafe.''
The man glanced at her for a moment, ''Take a U-turn,'' he said without taking his gaze off her, his words meant for the driver.
...
Claire flipped the table with both her hands and squatted on the floor as she carefully examined the floor.
