I'm Not Afraid of Wolves (The Cotton Candy Quintet book 4)
“Andrea nearly leapt out of the back seat of the Jeep to run into the gas station. I hoped there was no one in the stall—she’d been holding it for a long time since there were no other places to stop on the drive north. It wasn’t the nicest gas station either, so I hoped the door at least latched.
“Whew,” Emily said, getting out of the back seat of the car, stretching her legs. For the first time, I realized how tall she was. “It’s been a while since I’ve had a road trip.”
I shut the car door behind me. “You can sit in the front the rest of the way.”
“Nah, I’m good.” She gave me a smile, which made her look like a pin-up model with her black bob and her red lipstick. “You can deal with Sara’s driving the entire way.”
“I’m not a bad driver,” Sara said, coming towards us. “I just live in Atlanta. What do you expect?”
“You’re still driving like you’re fighting eight lanes of traffic,”
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