Page 2 of Sweetheart

1. It's dangerous.

2. Anything could happen.

3. You have no control over where you end up.

4. They could steal your violin.

5. As the title says: the driver is a stranger, an unknown entity, a possible person of interest.

Before I could go on, the car slowed to a crawl.

The tires rolled along beside me, but I refused to look. Maybe if I ignored them, they'd do the same.

"Hey."

No such luck.

"Do you need a ride?"

Still not looking, I shook my head."I'm fine."

There was a beat of silence.

Then…

"Are you sure? No offense, but those shoes look painful."

The voice was deep.

Male.

And vaguely familiar.

I couldn't place where I'd heard it before, but in my defense, adrenaline was currently flooding my system.Mystery guywas right though. Theseheels were torture.I couldn't wait to kick them off and burn them.

But I'd take sore feet over possibly getting abducted any day.

"No, thank you," I said, tone polite yet firm. "I don't accept rides from strangers."

He laughed softly at that, and I pulled up short.

"Guess it's a good thing we're not strangers then," he said.

When I finally looked to my left, I saw a face I knew well.

"I'm Sam.Sam Bishop."

"I…I know," I stuttered.

His lips pulled up into his signature half-grin, and my heart gave an unwelcome jolt in response.Piercingblue eyes stared at me.As I watched, he arched an eyebrow, and logically my brain told me, there's no way that should be so sexy. And yet, somehowit was.

Reasons You Should Never Get in a Car with Sam Bishop

1. Those eyes.Rumor had it he could break hearts with a look.

2. Thoselips.No guy should have a mouth that distracting.

3.That face. Sam had always beentoo pretty.

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