Jaylene felt that she had been reckless. Before this, she had never imagined herself doing such a thing with him in the car; where tenderness and passion overlapped.
Whenever he wanted it, she gave it to him, regardless of the occasion? In her understanding, before this, such acts could only be done in the bedroom, on the bed.
Just now, his urgency and dominance, as if every move was silently declaring his ownership!
Ownership?
These three words suddenly made Jaylene realize that, there seemed to be no marital relationship between her and him.
"Joseph Thompson," she suddenly called out to him, her throat a little dry.
"Hmm," he turned to look at her, his deep black pupils seeming exceptionally bright in the dim light.
"It seems... we are not husband and wife." she licked the corner of her lips and spoke with some difficulty.
"Is this your way of proposing to me?" he looked at her with a smile, his mouth and eyebrows filled with a happy smile.
