But that “something” won’t have to deal with the consequences of evading a police officer, especially as the daughter of one. So I do what any normal, not-running-from-her-ex person would do and pull to the side of the road.
Princess feels as unsettled as I do. She whines and shifts in her seat, eager to break free from the gentle restraint of the seatbelt.
The officer steps out of the car.
And my heart plummets.
Fuck.
No. No, no, no…
Martin adjusts his sunglasses and saunters up over to my driver’s side window that I already rolled down before I saw who it was. “Well, well, well,” he drawls. “Looks like I caught myself a sexy little speed demon. What’s the rush, baby?”
Breathe. f*****g breathe.
“Heard a good song on the radio,” I lie through my teeth. “Didn’t notice I was tapping
