Olivia's POV
"Good evening, ladies." The car window rolled down, and I saw Zander smiling at us as he spoke.
Hannah gave me a meaningful look and said, "Well, looks like you won't have to drive by yourself later."
I knew what she was inferring, so I shot her a sideways glance and replied, "I'm not ready to accept his help just yet."
"I can't handle any more accidents late at night, so sorry, but I think it'll be the best if you accept his help."
I snorted, "It's not up to you."
As we spoke, Zander had already gotten out of the car and walked up to us, asking, "Did your car break down?"
'He's quite forward,' I thought to myself.
Then I politely replied, "Yeah."
"Did you call for a tow truck?"
"Um-hum."
Just as I finished speaking, the tow truck crew showed up.
Wendy walked over
