That's what it's supposed to be when this hot silver fox stops to pick me up on the side of the road. A man old enough to be my dad, with eyes that bore into mine like he can read everything I’ve ever done, been, or wanted, right on my face.
But now I'm tied up in his trunk, headed off the map, and in way over my head. That's what I get for thinking this ride will do...
This story was first published in Ride With Me, a limited edition charity anthology published in October 2024. Check the sample for content warnings.
Anna Kensing writes steamy contemporary and paranormal historical romances that flirt with taboo. Her characters are often weird, mostly queer, and always get their happily-ever-after. Eventually. She’s obsessed with octopuses and the tv show Supernatural, listens to classical flute duets and heavy metal music while writing, and loves her scotch and Irish whiskies. When she’s not thinking about writing, she’s usually thinking about her next tattoo.