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“I’m sure.” Sliding my hands into my coat pockets, I kept my gaze on the line of cars up ahead. “I’m okay.”

Johnny tensed and the move caused his arm to rub against mine. “You know, you can tell me if he did.” He shoved his hand into his pocket and retrieved a set of keys. “You don’t have to be afraid.”

“He didn’t.”

“Okay, good,” he muttered, pressing a button on a sleek black car key. Lights flashed from a nearby vehicle and he steered us toward it. “This one’s mine.”

“Whoa,” I muttered when I was close enough to make out the impressive-looking car. “You have an Audi?”

“I do,” he agreed, yanking one of the back doors open.

“Is it yours?”

“Why else would I be driving it?”

I cringed. “I thought it might belong to your parents or something.”

“No, it’s mine,” he replied. “My folks have their own transport.”

“Oh,” I breathed, gawking in admiration.

Because of the darkness, I couldn’t depict if the car was black or navy, but god almighty, darkness or not, I could easily tell that it was fancy. And new. And fast. And expensive.

No wonder he didn’t want the sixty-five euros back.

“Is it an A3?” I asked, awestruck.

“Yeah,” Johnny replied, tossing my bag into the back seat where it joined another schoolbag and several more gear bags, all with different club crests.

I could spot a sports bag a mile away, having spent most of my life falling over them. I was also painfully aware of the stench of teenage boy that came from one of those bags. It was similar to the stench that wafted from Joey’s bedroom, a distinctive odor comprised of a combination of sweat, sex, and man.

Peeking over his shoulder, I ignored the stench of boy and marveled at the leather interior.

“Are you into cars or something?” he asked, turning his head just in time to catch me snooping over his shoulder.

“Not really.” I took a step back and shrugged, feeling a surge of heat flood my face and a whole truckload of relief to have been caught checking out his car and not his ass in those pants.

Because I had totally checked that out, too. It was hard not to. It was round and firm and…

“But my brother Joey is, so I know a lot of the types from listening to him,” I hurried to explain and distract myself from my dangerous thoughts. “That’s a fast car.”

“Yeah, it’s pretty decent for now.”

“For now?”

Nodding, Johnny closed the back door and flashed me a quick smile before opening the front passenger door.

“Ah, shite,” he grumbled, staring in dismay. “Sorry about this. I wasn’t planning on having anyone in here.”

My eyes took in the absolute carnage that was his front seat.

Holy hell.

It was a total mess.

“I can sit in the back if it’s easier for you?” I offered, not wanting to put him out any more than I already was.

“What—no,” Johnny muttered, scratching his jaw. “Just give me a sec.”

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