Eleven

Lenna waved her hand in greeting before she jogged toward the passenger door.

“So I heard from Gabe about tonight. How did you manage to do this?” she asked as she got in.

I kept the engine on while waiting for her to be seated, and once she closed the door, I responded cheekily as she buckled her seatbelt. “I didn’t do anything. He offered it to me freely.”

“I want to believe you, but with that cocky grin on your face, this all seems fishy to me.” She pointed out bluntly, though the amused glint in her eyes told me otherwise.

I chuckled and shook my head in defeat. “He and Gavin stopped by the store this afternoon, and somehow, the topic came up, and here I am.”

She peered at me, studying my expression for another moment. Then she nodded, accepting my reply. “Well, thank you for the ride. I appreciate it.”

“It’s nothing,” I said before turning toward the main road.

Once we arrived at her place, I turned off the ignition.