That evening, Leon sat behind the wheel of Freya's luxurious car while she relaxed in the passenger seat beside him. Freya was dressed to impress in a sleek black minidress, her legs crossed casually as they drove through the city.
"So, you're getting bolder with me, huh?" she said, breaking the silence.
Leon turned, his expression puzzled. "What do you mean?"
"You've been dragging me out for dinners, which is way beyond my job description," she continued with a smirk.
"And what about you waltzing into my place, sometimes even sleeping over?" he countered playfully. "You're the one invading my personal life. So, this little favor of mine doesn't seem all that demanding. So just zip it, okay?"
"Hey, but you're taking a beautiful woman out for dinner. I had to go the extra mile to look like this. You think the company covers my wardrobe and makeup expenses?" she giggled.