AUDREY
It was a key. Inside the box was a car key with the Audi branding carved on it.
I didn’t want to open the box in front of him, but he insisted I open it because he told me he was not keen on surprises. Why wrap it all up if that was the case?
I frowned in confusion. I didn’t know why he was giving me a key unless…
“Mr. Stark?”
“Don’t give me that look,” he said, his eyes still focused on the road. “You’ll find the car in front of your friend’s apartment when you go home. It’s an Audi A5. I’m just not sure if you’d like the color.”
I blinked, still confused. I slightly clenched the key with my sweaty palm. Apparently, I didn’t like how close he was. His arm brushed mine multiple times now while firmly maneuvering the steering wheel. I didn’t know driving could be so sexy. And
