Jessie wasn't naive. She understood his intentions all too well.

Sure enough, Albert leaned in closer, brushing against her earlobe in what seemed like an accidental touch.

That brief contact felt intense, like a stone causing ripples in a calm lake.

Jessie had enough.

She shoved him away forcefully and rubbed her earlobe, which had turned red from her touch. Thankfully, the darkness in the car concealed it well.