I hadn’t. Much.
Just like her boyfriend hadn’t thrown my cat at me.
“Do you have a license?”
I blinked. “What kind of question is that? Of course I have a license.”
“Just checking,” she muttered. “Not sure you can drive.”
“Pfft, please.” We looked at each other. “Can you move? I have somewhere to be.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Where?”
“Wow. Suspicious much?” She shot me a look I’d only seen from her father. “The similarities between you and your dad are startling, do you know that?”
Savannah flushed. “The flat disapproving stare?” she guessed, and it broke the tension.
I didn’t hide my grin. “The ‘you’ve disappointed yourself more than me’ one.”
Savannah snorted. “Yeah, I know that one well.” She smiled at me, her attention shifting to the car. “I don’t know you well, Hadley—”
“Or at all.” I crossed my arms.
She grimaced. “Or at all,” she agreed. “But you have a certain... air about you.”
“Anair?”
“It’s like a mixed signal of determination and... trouble.” She gave me a weak smile. “Like something catastrophic.”
“A catastrophe?” I stepped back toward the car door. “You stay there. I won’t brake this time.”
Savannah laughed. “I mean it as a compliment.”
“I didn’t take it as one,” I called to her, getting into the car. She didn’t move. “Savannah?”
“Where are you going, Hadley?”
“A drive.”
“Can I come?”
“Absolutely not.”
Her eyebrows rose, and she stared me down.
Fuck my life, they were all so... demanding.
“Can you pretend you never saw me?” I asked tentatively. I didn’t expect her to come around the car, open my passenger door, and get in. “What are you doing?”
“When you’re in the car, you should always lock the doors. People get carjacked.”
I gaped at her. “Likethis? Like what’s happening right now?”
“No, silly.” She put her seatbelt on. “Where are we going?”
I don’t think I’ve ever been speechless before. “Is this happening?” I asked her, not sure what the answer was.
She smiled at me. “We’re friends—”