"Are we not taking the driver?" Amelie asked as she fastened her seatbelt.
"No. I'll be driving tonight," Gabriel replied, glancing her way. "Amelie, look at me."
She turned instantly, only to feel the firm press of his lips against hers.
"Strawberry," he murmured.
"What?" she asked, laughing softly.
"The taste of your lipstick," he said with a faint smile, starting the engine.
She noticed the way he licked his lips and quickly averted her gaze, heart skipping a beat.
"Gabriel, I forgot to ask, how's the case regarding Zilia going? I haven't seen Prince Casaio around lately." She turned her head toward him, seeking a sincere response.
"Albus mentioned that Casaio had to return to the palace urgently," Gabriel answered. "I haven't had a chance to look into Zilia's matter yet. Once we're back, I'll follow up. But I have a feeling Casaio may delay things... His feelings for her still linger."
