A Gilded Prison

CASSIA

I felt lightheaded, like I might pass out from holding my breath the entire time. My cheeks were on fire, the heat of my embarrassment spreading through me. I still couldn't wrap my head around the fact that he made me come—right there in the car—with someone else just a few feet away.

Even though the driver didn't so much as glance back, it didn't make the situation any less mortifying.