-Molly's POV-
Scott was not swayed by my brush-off, not that I really expected him to be. However, I did not expect the slow, wicked smile that crossed his lips. The damn sexy curve of his lips seemed to only grow as I tried to figure out what had caused him to look so happy.
"You're forgetting one thing, baby girl," he replied with a wicked edge to his words as he pulled out the keys to his car. "You're not going anywhere without a car."
Shock raced through me but quickly turned into indignation. "That's absolutely ridiculous, Scott! You can't keep me here! I'm not a child that needs to be grounded!"
Scott nodded. "You're right; you are NOT a child. You are an adult that should be taking care of herself. But if you won't, I will! Or do you want me to go get your mom?"
