As soon as I settled inside his coupe, there was that familiar and distinctive smell of Aziel and his car once again. It reminded me of that snowy night on College Road where he found me stranded. It was also the first time he drove me home and we barely knew each other. We only had a total of two interactions at that time.
Who would’ve thought that the second time he would take me home, we’re already friends?
Well, definitely not me.
“Where do you live, Lindsay?” Aziel asked Lindsay, and I was surprised that he also knew her name.
I guessed I might have mentioned it to him once or twice. I really couldn’t remember, though.
“I’ll take you home first,” he added.
“Aurora,” Lindsay answered as she leaned forward and poked her head in between our seats. “But you don’t really have to take
