EMILY’S POV,
We bantered back and forth for the rest of the drive, the easy conversation washing away the last of the lingering weirdness from the night before. When he pulled up directly in front of the double glass doors of my veterinary clinic, the engine hummed to a quiet stop, idling softly against the curb.
I unclipped my seatbelt and reached for the door handle, turning to look at him one last time before facing the workday ahead. "Thanks for the ride, Alex. And for breakfast. And... well, for everything."
"Anytime, Emily," he said softly, his gaze lingering on my face just a beat longer than necessary, his thumb instinctively brushing lightly against the back of my hand where it rested on the center console.
A jolt of pure electricity sparked up my arm, making my pulse race and
