It was the first time I had actually seen Kane drive, and I had to admit that he drove the way he moved- like a cat. Stealthily and noiselessly.
Not wanting to be caught staring, I looked in front of me, hopelessly finding myself staring at his strong, firm hands resting on the steering wheel. My thoughts were a million miles away and I was not aware that we had stopped moving.
Kane cleared his throat. I came to myself as I took in my surroundings. With a start of surprise, I saw that Kane had parked in front of a restaurant; not just any restaurant. It was a fancy one at that. The neon lights winked on and off.
I turned slowly in my seat to glare at him.
"Why have you brought me here?" I asked him, coldly.
I wondered briefly if my parents and Kane had concocted my itinerary for t
