“You kidn*pped me,” I state leaning back comfortably in the passenger seat of Alexander’s impala, hot coffee in hands and one of my favorite songs playing from the car radio.
“Oh ya, you totally look like you’re here against your will,” he teased, fondly rolling his eyes at me while focusing on the road. I had texted Annabelle while Alexander bought me coffee and she said it was okay that Alexander swept me away so I felt better. No way I would have been able to hang out with Alexander without feeling guilty for leaving Annabelle. However, after she assured me that it was okay and that we could hang out again another day I was able to relax.
“I am,” I reply even though we both knew that was a lie. “Don’t you have a suit to take home or something? For your dad?”
“Yup, we’re going the
