Jennys Favorite ColorChapter 7
Ben paused, letting his foot press slightly on the accelerator to warm the motor up as he waited for Ian to move his Buick out into the traffic. His eyes rested on the red convertible in front of him. Sue spoke, breaking into his thoughts. "It was quite a night." Ben nodded and smiled. "That's an understatement. I'm glad you talked me into coming over; I was pretty disappointed with that deal we had at the motel. But this is more like it." Sue smiled, taking pleasure in the fact...