“Hey, is that car yours now?”
Reid felt a sense of accomplishment as he worked hard to clean the car, the sun’s rays dancing on its shiny surface. The sound of a car engine broke the silence, signaling Enzo’s arrival with what looked like a box of food. Before turning away, he glanced at Reid, their eyes meeting briefly.
“No,” Reid’s quick reply echoed in the air.
“Oh, maybe the owner’s already yours,” Enzo said with a smile.
Reid shook his head, his voice almost a whisper. “Not yet.”
“Hey, when did you become so vulnerable to a woman?” Enzo’s voice was filled with interest. “Not even your charisma can sway her.”
“Oh, don’t worry about my love life,” Reid said firmly. “I’m not asking for your help, okay?”
A sly grin spread across Enzo’s lips as he looked at Reid with amusement. “Hmm
