Wendy’s makes an offer

"I'll tell you what," Wendy said. "Since you don't have anywhere to go tonight, you should come home with me."

My jaw dropped. "Seriously?" I latched onto her arm. "You'd do that for me?"

Wendy guffawed as the blanket unraveled, exposing my boobs again. Since the car was heating up, I didn't even notice. "You'll be able to think more quickly with some food in you. A shower and some hot cocoa wouldn't hurt either." She leaned in closer to me. "Unless you've changed your mind and need me to take you to the police station."

I couldn't risk scaring off my savior. There was no way I could confess what I had done on the bus and on the side of the road. Shaking my head vehemently, I told her no.

"All right," Wendy agreed. "Even if something had happened, I promise that you are safe with me."

She made a turn onto a side road and sped away.