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sweep of his arm, he ushered Susan into the back seat only to climb in behind her. The heavy weight of the door caused it to fall shut. Alexis walked over and tapped her foot as she waited for Ethan to open the passenger door for her. She gave him an expectant look. He glanced at her, the door and then back to her. Without saying a word, he climbed into the driver’s seat and left her standing on the sidewalk.
    ‘Good to know he lacks for manners as well,’ she mumbled, pulling her door open herself, careful not to ruin her manicure on the handle. Sitting on the black leather seat, she turned her eyes to the window and didn’t say a word. Ethan started the car and she was amazed that it sounded quiet. She braced herself, waiting for the engine to backfire like she’d seen in movies. The car slipped into gear without so much as a choke.
    Susan giggled in the back seat at something Ted said and Alexis could hear them kissing. She closed her eyes. This was going to be a long trip.

3
    Ethan glanced over at the passenger seat. ‘Sam’, as she wanted to be called, stared out the window. Her body looked to be wound so tight, it was like she thought she’d get a sexually transmitted disease just from sitting on his seats.
    He looked over his car and didn’t see what the big deal was. His car was a beautiful machine – one he’d put way too much money into. Though, to be fair, he’d done most of the work to it himself. The silver and black dashboard was a true work of art, as were the silver-plated foot pedals. It had clean, formal lines and a beautiful black leather interior with white accents. The suicide doors were factory, but he’d put on a new grille and custom wheels. It had power brakes, power steering and power windows. The V8 engine could purr like a kitten or roar like a lion.
    He glanced at the woman again. She was so close to the door she looked ready to bail if he so much as tried to touch her. He had no desire to touch her. Well, that wasn’t exactly true. The wind had blown her skirt up slightly as she belittled him and his life of crime to her friend and he’d seen two very delicious thighs. Hey, he was a man. Just like he could get a woody looking at some actress on TV, so could he get hard looking at the little ice princess next to him. She was slender, too slender. No doubt she was on some kind of diet. Her kind always was.
    Ethan didn’t mind a little meat on his women. In fact, he much preferred them to be softer. That’s how women were made to be. How in the evolution of culture they ever got to the point that it was considered sexy to be thin as a rail with bones poking out, he had no idea. Give him a softer woman any day. Someone who was ten pounds overweight – just the right size to be damned sexy in a dress and still have a nice soft feel to hold on to while he slept with them. Like Susan in the back seat. She was a nice size and cute too. Besides, she liked his car. That was always a plus in his book.
    Glancing in his rear-view mirror, he reminded himself that Susan was taken. Too bad. Just thinking about sex had made him hard. He shifted uncomfortably on his seat. He would’ve thought he got enough action the night before.
    He glanced over at ‘Sam’. Hell, he knew who she was. Alexis Grant. He read the papers. Of course, Miss High and Mighty would never believe he could read – what, with being in prison and all. He frowned. Had she actually said that? And in front of him? What a bitch.
    ‘So, Ethan,’ Susan said, leaning up to rest on the edge of the front seat. New York City was slowly disappearing into the distance. It had taken a few hours to get off the island of Manhattan. Thankfully, traffic hadn’t been too bad. ‘What do you do?’
    ‘I’m an unemployed tattoo artist,’ Ethan said. Alexis snorted. He chose to ignore her.
    ‘Is that why you’re going out to California?’ Ted asked.
    ‘Yeah, going to open my own shop.’ He got nervous and excited every time he