Caden/Asshole drove a Land Rover.
I don’t know what I expected, but it wasn’t that.
And it was clean. I paused after I opened the door and could only stand there. It was impeccably clean.
He’d already gotten inside. “Please don’t tell me the leather offends you.”
“It’s so clean.”
“Yeah?”
I had no clue what came over me, but I broke out in a “Ta-daa!” and my arms lifted like heaven’s gate had been thrown open. A full choir and orchestra played out in my voice. “Behold the gloriousness!” Then I dropped my arms and was met with silence.
He tilted his head. “How much did you drink?”
Yeah, maybe it was the booze. Shrugging, I got inside. “Sorry. I’m just surprised,” I explained as he pulled away from the curb. “Kevin’s car is always a mess. The floor of the front seat where my feet are
