Don't Fall In Love With Your Sex Robot
Chapter Twelve
Thud! Thud! Chester's gaze swung from Shannon's stunned expression to the hood of the Jaguar. A very naked, very pissed-off Tari stood on it. Hands her on hips she glared at them. Holy crap. She'd jumped from the window to the car. "Where are you going?" she shouted.
Chester dove across Shannon's lap and crawled into the passenger seat. Shannon slammed shut the door and auto-locked, then pressed the button ignition switch. Tari bent down and slammed a fist into the front windshield. The glass held, but cracks fanned out from the spot that had taken the brunt of Tari's hit.
The Jaguar's engine purred and Shannon slammed into reverse and shot backward down the driveway. Tari flew off and skidded across the pavement. In seconds, she leapt up and ran—really freaking fast—toward the retreating car.
"Chester darling!" she screamed. "Chester daaaaaarrrrling!"
