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Instead, he steps past me and says, “Okay. Let’s.”
I follow him as he leads the way to the underground garage and the fancy car I took, only to round the fancy Aston Martin beside it.
Of course, it’s expensive.
Of course, it’s super clean.
I bet my next task will be to wash it. Coupled with a ridiculous command like clean it with your pinky finger.
I’m shocked—mouth-hanging-open shocked—when he swings the car door wide for me.
It’s not a date.
We are going to volunteer.
We don’t even like each other.
Started out the evening with a mini-argument, to no one’s surprise.
But I’m shocked by his manners. Usually, since he avoids me, fires sarcastic comments at me, and treats me with disdain, I assumed he would make me walk.
“No driver today?” I ask as I sit down in the passenger seat. “Not even a private helicopter? You’re losing your edge, Trent.”
“Michael has the night off. And I like to drive. It’s calming to me.”
File that away in the folder of random facts I find interesting about Trent Aldridge.
That being the only one so far.
Don’t forget the gray sweats.
Trent starts the car, and we’re off, weaving our way through rush-hour traffic.
The city is congested due to the time of day.
Before moving in with Trent, I never came to the city at five o’clock on a workday, but now, the terrible commute is the bane of my existence, too.
It doesn’t seem to bother Trent. He just drives, not uttering a word, until he finally parks.
There’s something easy about the way he maneuvers the wheel. Like he’s comfortable in control. I know this, of course, but it’s another thing to see it without being on the receiving end. I find that I enjoy the sight.
Get your head straight, Payton. And whatever you do, don’t think about how you just touched yourself to thoughts of him. Fuck. Head out of the gutter. Look at something else. Think of anything else.
I take in my surroundings as subtly as I can. I’m not familiar with this area or where we are. I don’t know the West Side all that well.
But I’m sure he’ll fill me in with whatever I’m about to endure. Something tells me this is the moment I have been scared of, that he’s finally going to unleash hell on me. Because up until this moment, although it’s been annoying, nothing has been bad.
Eventually, the other shoe must drop.
Something tells me it just did.
Chapter
Twenty
TRENT
This should be fun.
