Hearing this, the man raised an eyebrow, turned his head, and glanced at Natalie Vaughn with a faint gaze. His expression remained indifferent, but the veins on the back of the hand gripping the steering wheel became more pronounced.
Zane Thorne didn't think Natalie Vaughn really wanted to go home with him. On the contrary, this young girl hadn't even considered going to his home as an option. He knew very well that Natalie was just joking.
Probably because teasing him made her happy.
Thinking of this, Zane let out a low chuckle.
"Have you thought it through?"
He then took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, not lighting it, and turned on the indicator as they approached the intersection.
Natalie was a little taken aback; she had thought Zane would ignore her unreasonable provocation as he did during the day. But now... it didn't quite seem that way.
"..."
