Chapter 25
Logan turned up bright and early with his truck in the morning, planting a scorching kiss on her lips before handing her the keys. Hana drove to school while he directed her on the finer points of the temperamental vehicle. It felt huge compared to her Serena and owned many more blind spots, one of which almost swallowed the head of art’s Toyota Vitz. At the last moment, Hana spotted it in the side mirror and swerved to avoid shunting it.
“Maybe drive in, rather than reversing,” Logan pointed out, trying to be helpful. He received a glare and a repeat of the experience as his reward.
“I always back in!” Hana retorted, mounting the curb and flattening a prize rose bush before coming to rest in her allocated parking space. “Last time I drove in, someone attacked me. At least th
