My lips tipped. “It’s my boss’.”
When I opened the passenger door and set her inside, her nose crinkled.
Fuck, she’s cute.
Another thought I kept to myself since she’d slam my head in the door if I said it out loud.
When I got in and started the engine, she immediately rolled the window down.
“Not a smart idea to throw yourself from a moving vehicle.”
“It’d be worth it for some fresh air.” Another nose crinkle. “It stinks in here.”
I stopped from shifting into reverse to raise a brow at her. “It’s new. Not even three days old.”
“This is the new car smell everyone raves about?” She shook her head. “What a letdown.” She scanned the interior. “Why do you have your boss’ yacht of an SUV?”
“I’m his driver,” I said, simplifying my job description.
Her own brows rose before she winced. She lowered them but didn’t look away.
“What?” I prodded when she continued her silent studying.
I was a man, and her eyes on me… I could only take so much, dammit.
“Nothing.” Closing her eyes, she rested her head near the open window.
“You’re going to get bugs in your face.”
She hesitated for a second, then only moved as much as she had to in order to roll the window up. “It may be preferable.”
“I’ll pick up air fresheners.”
“Don’t bother. I’m only staying with you for a couple of days.” Her voice was quiet as she added, “Hopefully less.”
Ouch, my fucking pride.
Not that I minded a challenge.
Especially when I knew the reward would be worth it.
Chapter 7
Don’t Share More Than the Minimum
MILA
“Mila, baby, wake up.” A gentle touch. “Mil—whoa. Easy, killer.”
My eyes shot open to meet amused hazel ones.
Standing outside the car, Ash leaned into the passenger side. My wrist was clutched in his large hand, my fingers still curled into a fist.
The man is trying to help me, and I almost punched him.
Meh.
He kind of deserves it.