Cleo
I couldn’t stop looking around Ava’s car.
The interior was gorgeous.
Leather and suede seats. A sleek touchscreen built into the dash. Controls that looked more complicated than some of the computers I’d used. And, to top it all off, there was a sunroof.
I was still taking everything in when Ava glanced across at me and laughed.
“You’re fascinated by the car, aren’t you?”
“Maybe.”
She grinned.
“I’m not sure why. This thing has nothing on Eric’s truck.”
I laughed.
“Eric’s truck is definitely something special. It’s his pride and joy.”
I ran my fingers lightly over the door.
“But this is really nice too. You’re lucky.”
“I like it,” she admitted. “It gets me where I need to go. My parents wanted me to have something safe and reliable.”
“Well, they definitely chose well.”
“
