The interior of the limo smelled like it had just come out of the showroom. Drew wouldn’t have been surprised if it had. The leather upholstery was buttery soft, the colour of warm caramel, and he felt almost guilty about how uncomfortable it made him feel and how tense he was, perched on the edge of his seat.
Aria, on the other hand, lounged with a glass of champagne from the well-stocked fridge, twirling the glass between his fingers.
“Why are you angry with me?”
Aria’s voice, soft