When Catherine went back inside the mansion, she called Brad right away to let him know about her car trouble.
He picked up on the third ring. "Hey, Catherine. What's up?"
"Could I ask you for a favor?" she asked.
"Sure, what is it?"
"I have a flat tire, and it won't be fixed until this afternoon," she told him. "I can't use any of Travis's cars, and I can't find a taxi anywhere."
"Want me to come get you, Catherine?" Brad asked. That was exactly what she’d wanted, but now that he’d offered, she suddenly felt shy. She felt bad making him drive all that way just for her.
"No, that’s okay, Brad. I'll just have the driver from my parents' house pick me up," she said.
"Don't be silly, I'll just pick you up," Brad insisted.
Catherine shook her head, even though he couldn't see her. "No,
