Personal Mentor

It was like a stone was pressing down on her chest, making it hard to breathe.

Sloane took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, then spoke softly.

"Mr. Kingsley, are you free tonight?" she asked.

Vaughn didn't answer right away. He shot her a sideways glance, and his grip on the steering wheel finally loosened a little.

"What do you want?" Vaughn asked.

He sounded curt, obviously still wrestling