Unbroken Rules (Rules 3)

He scoffs. “Where’s the fun in that?”

I roll my eyes. “Jerk.”

“Prude.”

Haze saves me from certain death—and by certain death I mean tripping over flat surfaces multiples times on the way out of the building—and guides me into the passenger seat of his car. He even buckles up my seat belt while poorly muffling his laughter.

“I can hear you mocking me, you know.”

“Congrats. You have ears.”

He shuts my car door. A few seconds later, the driver-side’s door opens, and I hear him get in. We take off in a loud purr.

“Are you ever going to tell me where we’re going?”

“Nope.”

“Can you at least give me a hint?”

He pauses, debating. “It’s something you’ve always wanted to do.”

/> A million options gnaw at me, but I’ve told this guy about so many of my hopes and dreams in the past that I can’t seem to decide which one is more likely. Hopeless, I force patience upon myself. After a few minutes of silence, Haze scoffs.

“What? What’s so funny?”

“You should’ve seen that lady’s face. Pretty sure she thinks I’m kidnapping you.”

I chuckle, imagining a blindfolded girl randomly sitting in the car next to you in traffic.

“We’re here.”

“Can I take it off?” I urge.

“Not yet.” He parks the car. I’m so excited I shift in my seat and not so patiently wait for him to come and get me. As soon as he does, I word-vomit all the questions raging in my brain, only to get a “You’ll see.” Walking toward the unknown, I hold on to him for dear life.

“Careful, there’s a step,” he warns.

I raise my foot. Nothing. I can’t find anything that even resembles a step.

“Higher.”

Still nothing.

“There’s no step!”

“I know. I just wanted to see you struggle.”

Why am I dating him again?

“I hate you,” I whine, and he laughs, smacking a kiss to my temple.

“There’s a step,” he says again.

Annoyed, I’m careful to ignore him, but my feet hit concrete and I almost trip. Strong arms catch me at the last minute.

“What are you doing? I told you there was a step.” He laughs louder.

“Haze, I swear to God, if I didn’t need your guidance so much, I’d punch you in the face right now.”