“Well?” Jordan asked as I maneuvered the car back onto the lot.
I supposed I should have played it cool, but I’d never been very good at acting blasé. “I love it,” I said simply.
“Should I get the paperwork started, then?”
Hesitating, I looked over at Jake. “You love it,” he said. “I don’t think there’s anything more we need to discuss, is there?”
“Not really.”
“Well, then.”
We all got out of the car and went inside. While I knew that buying a vehicle involved a lot of paperwork, I thought the transaction should be simpler in this case just because there wouldn’t be any financing involved. However, there was still a lot of back and forth, signing this and signing that, a break for a hurried call to a Wilcox cousin who was an insurance agent and who got me set up on the spot, so more
