"You little fool, what's the rush? I was just waiting for the heater to kick in before picking you up!" Evander Lancaster raised his hand and ruffled Sophia Hamilton's hair. She, displeased, shouted, "Get off!" while wrapping her padded coat tighter and shivering.
It wasn't particularly warm in the car, partly because the heater had just started, but her heart felt a bit warmer because of this jerk's words.
Before starting the car, Evander deliberately asked, "Shall I take you home first?"
Sophia...
Glared hatefully at Evander, she didn't dare go home looking like this!
Not hearing a response, Evander continued, "Why aren't you talking? Is it home or my place?"
"Nonsense!" Sophia finally couldn't hold back and snapped, "Do I dare go back looking like this!"
Evander chuckled, glanced at her, then wrapped Sophia's hand in his palm, massaged it, brought it to his lips for a gentle kiss, then let it go but didn't release her hand. He said indulgently,
"Got it!"
