Total asshole," My wife concurred. "Hey, I think we've got a couple towels in one of the bags." She gestured to the pieces of luggage we had earlier placed in the bus. "If you two want to get dry, before we drop you back in the rain, I'll make sure Brent keeps his eyes on the road." Kaila finished the statement by giving me a look that could freeze the bay.
"Got it." I mumbled, concentrating on the road, as I heard the sound of zippers being pulled and cloth being shifted.
"Thanks Kay, really!" Charlotte said, and I could hear the sound of a towel being shaken.
"I can hurt you." Kaila reminded me as I fought the urge to look over my shoulder, or to try to adjust the rear view mirror, which my wife had thoughtfully turned directly towards herself.
A few minutes later, Kaila returned the
