Evaline:
I would have screamed.
Truly, I would have let out the loudest, most startled scream of my life if not for the sheer shock that struck me dumb as I was pulled into the backseat of the car.
The door had barely closed when I found myself wrapped in a familiar, solid warmth that sent an electric jolt through me.
"Draven?" I whispered.
His arms tightened around me, and when I looked up, I found him beaming like a fool. Mischievous and proud and just a little bit smug. That familiar twinkle was back in his beautiful eyes.
"What is happening?" I began to ask, still half caught between surprise and amusement, but I barely got the words out before Oscar's voice rang from the driver's seat.
"Do you two think I'm your chauffeur or something?"
My jaw dropped open as I leaned sideways to peek past the seat. "Wait - you both planned this?"
Draven chuckled lowly and, with no shame at all, pulled me closer to him like I was his favorite pillow.
