Raegan replied. She then frowned, looking dissatisfied.

Raegan's head felt heavy. She felt Like leaning against Mitchel's arms, so she wanted to do it at this moment. But he didn't let her.

Instead, he pinched her chin, pressing her for an answer.

"Why do you say he's a bad guy? Tell me about him."

"It's It's..."

Tears welled up in Raegan's eyes. She struggled to find the right words to say. Finally, she uttered, "I don't want to say it."

Mitchel cupped her face and gently coaxed her, "All right, all right.

I won't force you to say it. Let's just do something fun, okay?"

“Something fun?" Raegan's mind went blank for a moment. She poked his chest and asked, “Are you sure you're up to it?"

She was thinking about Mitchel's injuries. He had not fully recovered yet. Could he have some fun in his condition?

But for Mitchel, the meaning was different. He felt like it was a challenge to his ego.

His eyes darkened. He slid his slender fingers into her mouth and asked, "Do you want to find out if I'm capable?"

Raegan was so curious that she lightly licked his fingers with her tongue. Then she murmured, "Salty..."

“Really?” Mitchel's eyes resembled a wild beast concealed in the darkness for a long time. They were deep and mysterious.

He withdrew his wet fingers and used his other hand to hold the back of her head. He tilted her head, leaned over, and kissed her.

When the driver inadvertently looked at the rearview mirror, she saw Raegan straddling Mitchel's lap. They were in a very intimate posture.

His hands shook, and his grip on the steering wheel subconsciously tightened. He quickly raised the partition, afraid of seeing more that was inappropriate.

A loud bang was heard in the car.

Mitchel suddenly pressed Raegan against the partition as he possessed her soft lips with his. The tip of his tongue traced their outline.

But he soon grew unsatisfied with just tracing the outer edges of her lips. He pried her mouth and teeth open and thrust his tongue inside.