Chapter Fifty Eight
The drive back to the concrete compound under the dark, starry night sky was quiet and incredibly thick with an intense, burning energy. Stone kept his massive, heavy hand resting high on my bare thigh the entire time he drove his big truck down the highway, his rough fingers digging into my soft flesh with a deep, possessive grip that told me exactly what was on his mind. He was completely silent, his sharp jawline clenched tightly as his dark eyes stared straight at the road ahead, but I could feel the raw wave of pure, unfiltered obsession radiating off his large body. The short-lived excitement of the busy afternoon at the bakery began to melt away, completely replaced by a heavy, throbbing ache deep inside my stomach. I knew that the moment we crossed the securit
