Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 1643

Raeleigh pulled a long face. "This is between you and me; why are you dragging her into this?"

"If it's only me and you, I can't stop you from leaving."

Jepherson stood up as he spoke and checked the time. "Hungry?"

Raeleigh shook her head. "No."

Humored, Jepherson said, "I like that about you; giving me straight answers. Even if you're smart, you won't use it on me."

Jepherson pulled Raeleigh toward the door, taking his coat and his keys, leaving the hotel with her.

When they reached the lobby, Jepherson asked the valet to bring his sports car over. Raeleigh asked where they were heading that required him to drive his sports car.

Jepherson got into the car. He had withdrawn enough money and also brought some clothes, including Raeleigh's, for the journey.

"If my grandmother asks, tell her I'm in a bad mood, and I won't be going home for a while."

Stuart glanced toward Raeleigh. Could he interpret it as she was the so-called mood?

Jepherson started the engine and headed straight onto the highway.

Raeleigh checked the time; it was four in the afternoon. Where outside of Capital City were they going at this time?

"Where are we going?"

"To see Lamarre."

Raeleigh fell silent. Lamarre wasn't in Capital City?

She looked out the window and breathed a sigh of relief. Although it had only been three years, she felt it had been more than that since she last saw Lamarre. In another few years, perhaps Lamarre would be old.

Because they were heading to see Lamarre, Raeleigh had no qualms, only reminiscing the entire journey.

Raeleigh asked Jepherson, "How far are we going?"

"A thousand miles."

Floored, she repeated. "A thousand miles?"

Smirking, he glanced over at Raeleigh. "Is it far?"

Raeleigh didn't answer. She had a feeling no matter what she said, Jepherson would have a reply for it.

"If a thousand miles is far, then you're further away

from me."

Raeleigh remained silent. It was useless to respond.

They continued speeding through the night, but Jepherson was getting visibly tired.

Raeleigh watched as he took off his jacket and chucked it behind. She wanted to offer to drive but asked otherwise, "Aren't we going to take a break?"

Jepherson glanced at her and said, "The conditions here are not good."

Raeleigh didn't say another word. Sometime later, at two, she woke up and told Jepherson to pull over at a rest stop, saying she wanted to use the bathroom.

After taking a break, Raeleigh sat in the driver's seat and started the engine as she stared at Jepherson, hinting him to sit on the front passenger seat.

Only then did he get into the car.

After asking the directions, Raeleigh drove out of the rest stop.

After entering the fast lane, Raeleigh hit the gas. Jepherson had always known she could speed, but he was surprised her skill had improved since she left.

As Raeleigh sped through the night, Jepherson fell asleep. By the time he woke up, Raeleigh had pulled over on the emergency lane.

Jepherson frowned, looking at the surroundings as he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Have we arrived?"