Chapter 27: The Devil in a Suit (ii)
The GPS voice chimed through the car as I pulled out of the hotel driveway. Adrien sat comfortably in the back like he was some CEO royalty─which he technically is but still.
I gripped the wheel a little tighter than necessary.
"This car is ridiculously smooth," I muttered, mostly to myself.
No response from the back.
I glanced at the mirror. He was looking at his phone, probably checking emails or plotting how to make my life a living hell. His tie was loosened just a little and his expression unreadable.
"Do you ever sit in the front seat?" I asked before I could stop myself.
"Do I look like a cab driver?" he replied without missing a beat.
I scoffed and turned back to the road. "Do I?"
He didn’t answer that. Typical.
The sun was starting to rise higher, casting a golden light over the buildings as we weaved through the unfamiliar streets. My hair stuck slightly to the side of my face with the heat, but I didn’t care. The silence between us was killing but I wasn’t about to start small talk with him.
Suddenly, he said, "You missed the turn."