MAD ON THE WEDDING NIGHT!
"I can't believe you glared at every single thing that moved at the reception."
Zheme's grip on the steering wheel tightened, eyes fixated on the fairly dark road. "I told you I didn't want to go, didn't I?"
"Well yes, but that doesn't give you the right to scare my friends away, you even gave Mark a middle finger!"
"He should be lucky that that's all he got, I really wanted to punch his damn face in. Who invited him anyway?"
"I did." Lexie informed.
"Well in that case, you're the one that deserves this." His left hand loosened the wheels as he issued Lexie a middle finger. "Pocket it nicely."
"Pocket it?" Lexie demanded, grabbing at his hand. "How about I do this instead?" From between her lips, her tongue slithered out, slowly circling his finger. "Isn't that much better?"
Zheme yanked his hand away from her, wide eyes leaving the road to stare at her. "Did you just...? Why in heaven's name would you lick my finger Lexie? You're horny aren't you?"