There Is No Devil Sinners Duet Book 2 By Sophie Lark-pdfread

She puts the car in drive, then slowly presses down on the accelerator. The
Tesla leaps forward. Mara shrieks, slamming on the brake. We’re both
thrown against our seatbelts, faces inches from the dash.
Keeping my voice low and calm so I don’t stress her out worse than she
already is, I say, “Take it easy. Light on the accelerator and ease off if you
want to stop or slow down.”
“I barely touched it! This thing’s a fucking rocket-powered go-kart.”
“Yeah,” I laugh, “that’s why it’s fun. Now try it again.”
This time, she presses her foot down gingerly. The car surges forward, still
jerky at first, but smoothing out as Mara gets the feel of it.
“You don’t need to hug the line like that,” I tell her. “Stay in the middle of
your lane.”
“I’m scared I’m gonna hit something on your side.”
“You won’t.”
I tell her where to go, pointing out stop signs she might miss, reminding her
to use her turn signal. Mara’s awkward and jumpy to begin with, but she’s
getting the hang of it.
I enjoy telling her what to do, correcting her, encouraging her. She has to
obey me or risk running someone over.
When I think she can handle it, I turn on the music.
6 Underground – Sneaker Pimps
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Apple Music → geni.us/no-devil-apple
As soon as the first notes fill the car, Mara visibly relaxes. Her shoulders
lower, and her turns smooth out.
“There you go,” I growl. “Now you’re getting it.”
Mara shivers with pleasure.