"Did I scare you?" He asked, concern etched in his voice as I gasped, struggling to steady my breath. He stared at me, composed, not fighting for breath even though he'd been over a hundred feet away a second ago.
"No." I lied. "Is everything okay?" I swallowed, avoiding his eyes.
I'd already noticed his striking grey eyes. Today I'd discovered dimples. I couldn't afford to look at his face in fear of discovering something new.
"Actually…no." He replied. I could feel his gaze piercing through me, but I had no guts to look.
"Why?"
"My car broke down." He answered.
I scoffed. That was ridiculous.
"That's impossible. You could have one of your many chauffeurs pick you up in a minute."
"Yeah… it's a shocking experience." He replied. "They're all on leave except one."
"Why can't he pic
