A Titan for Christmas Page 5
by Aria Kane
Of course she was. It was after two in the morning and she was only twelve years old.
"The painkillers knock her out completely," he said. "I came to see if you needed a ride back to Titan after the New Year?"
Jenna smiled at him, her arms pulling him closer until their lips brushed ever so slightly. "Well, I can't let you make the trip alone, without a mechanic, on that old bucket of rust. It just wouldn't be responsible."
About the Author
Aria Kane is a recovering mechanical engineer and romance writer. She lives in sunny Florida with her fifty pound mutt who thinks he’s a Chihuahua. Find out more at www.ariakane.com or follow her on twitter @aria_kane.
