The parking lot was practically deserted as I helped Tess limp toward her car, the sound of our shoes scuffing against the asphalt the only thing breaking the silence. The afternoon sun beat down relentlessly, making me squint as I glanced at her car.
As we approached the vehicle, Tess paused and glanced at me, a mischievous smirk tugging at the corner of her bruised lips. “You’re driving.”
I froze, my hand halfway to her car door. “Excuse me?”
“You heard me,” she said, leaning against the car with a wince. “I’m in no shape to drive, so you’re gonna have to take the wheel.”
I blinked at her, trying to process her words. “Tess, I don’t… I’ve never—”
She raised a brow. “Don’t tell me you don’t know how to drive.”
I crossed my arms defensively. “Well, I never listened to my mom wh
