Reece walked over to the car and peered inside the open driver’s side door. Bending over, he snatched up the fob, giving it a little toss before nestling it in the palm of his hand and hitting the trunk release. Without saying anything, Trenna went over to place her bag inside, closing the lid before walking around to the passenger side. He was about to hurry around to hold the door for her, but she beat him to it. From the way she acted, she didn’t seem upset or even slightly perturbed that he didn’t show her that much courtesy.
He slid under the wheel and buckled in. “I have a suggestion.”
“What?”
He tapped the monitor on the dash. “I don’t know about you, but I’m famished. How about you?”
She sighed. “Now that you mention it, yeah. I am, too.”
“What are you hungry for?”
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