To say Theodore was unnerved by the guy’s obvious interest in his mate would be an understatement. So he didn’t know the competition yet, but he would make sure the man, whoever he was, would get nothing - absolutely naught - from his dear Emily.
He tried to flirt with her by telling her to get in in a roundabout way, and he failed at his attempt. She didn’t even smile at him.
Even worse, she was as closed off as they came.
Theodore was kind of annoyed by his mate’s silence. He couldn’t understand her. Weren’t women always eager to talk?
He turned to look at her as he stopped the car on the side of the road after about ten minutes.
“This is not…” she began to say and then blushed - adorably, he might add - as she probably realized she had not told him where she lived.
“I’m sorry
