Tamara.
“You really do not have to bring me home, Alex. I don't like to trouble you, I could take a cab home,” I tell him as he wheeled his car into the busy road.
My car's in the workshop and due to be home tomorrow morning. I took a cab to work this morning but Alex insisted on bringing me home.
He gives me a lopsided smile. “You make it seem like taking you home is a big deal, Tammy. It's not.” he says, staring at me before keeping his eyes on the road again. “I mean, I could drive you all you want, it's not a bother.”
I swallowed, knowing Alex, it's meaningless saying otherwise, if he's insisting, then why the hell not?
“Thank you,” is all I say, before shifting my gaze to the window.
My mind slowly drifted back to the good old days with Killian. Him driving us back home after a
