At the resort lobby, Vince and Hailey exited the building. She glanced at Vince's hand gripping hers, and it was tight, but she didn't complain. Rather than hurting, delight filled her heart, holding Vince's warm hand.
Every time Vince has to fight someone on her behalf, he never uses his hands. It intrigues her that sometimes she wants to ask Vince. It is always a wonder to her.
"Get in the car."
Pulling up the Lamborghini door, Vince told Hailey. She immediately slid down to the passenger seat and sat quietly.
Hailey keenly observes Vince's every action. He had long strides walking around the car and sat in the driver's seat. The silence inside is deafening her. Vince hasn't said a word yet since he starts the car. He steers the wheel with no emotion on his face until they exit the resort's main gate and now take the lonely road.
