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His eyes never left mine when he spoke. “Go outside, Jess.”
The door beside us opened, but Jess didn’t go out. Matthew came in. Hooking one arm around Kruger’s waist, he hauled him off. “Kruger, what the fuck?”
Kruger held his hands up and stepped back. “Let’s go.”
All of us went out into the lot where a two-door Audi was parked right by the door. The spots around it had been full when I pulled in, so I was one row back.
“Is that your car?” Matthew asked, gazing across the pavement at the black Mercedes G wagon.
“Sweet, right?”
“P! Let’s go,” Kruger said from the open driver’s door of his sports car.
“You guys go without me,” Matthew said. “I’ll just go with Arsen.”
Kruger left his door open and jogged over to where we stood on the sidewalk. “You sure you wanna do that?”
“We’re going to the same place. Just go have breakfast with Jess and pick up the moving truck.”
“You’re sure?”
“Yeah.”
“If you need anything, call me.”
Matthew nodded and then smashed his fist against Kruger’s when he held his out.
On his way back, Kruger glanced at me. “Arsen.”
“Kruger.”
The second he was gone, I slipped my palm against the small of Matthew’s back and directed him toward the wagon.
“I’ve always wondered how these drive,” he said, staring at my shiny black SUV.
I fished the keys out of my pocket. “You wanna drive?”
His feet stuttered against the blacktop as he looked at the keys. “Ah, no.”
“No?”
He shook his head and avoided eye contact.
Interesting.
At the front of the Mercedes, he side-eyed me when I went with him toward the passenger side. Even though I felt him stare, I said nothing and slipped ahead to open the door for him.
Surprise flitted over his features, and he cleared his throat, stepping forward to get in. Once he was in the passenger seat, he reached for the door to pull it closed. Tsking, I caught it and held it ajar, stepping into the opening and right up to his side.
“You wanna tell me what that was about?”
“I’m not used to people opening doors for me.”
I gave him a baleful look, and he looked away to roam over the interior of the wagon. “Try again, Matthew.”
He ignored me.
Gripping his chin, I brought his face back, putting enough pressure on his cheeks to make his lips pout out a little. “Try again, baby.”
