I rolled to a stop, the thumping dying into silence, and sat there for a second with both hands still on the wheel.
Then I let my head fall back against the seat.“Perfect.”
Because of course this would happen.
Of course it would be today.
Of course it would be when I was already running late for closing.
I shoved the car into park and climbed out, the late afternoon sun hitting me harder than I expected.The air was warm, the kind that clung just enough to make everything feel slightly more irritating.
I walked around to the side and crouched down, already knowing what I’d see.
Flat.
Completely flat.
Not even a slow leak.Just… done.
I straightened and stared at it for a second, like it might magically fix itself if I looked hard enough.
It didn’t.
“Great,” I muttered.
I nudged it with the toe of my shoe.
Nothing.
Then, because apparently I’d lost all sense of dignity, I kicked it.
Not hard enough to hurt my foot but just enough to feel like I’d done something.
It didn’t help.
“Fantastic.That solved everything.”I sighed and dragged both hands through my hair, turning in a slow circle like maybe help would just appear if I gave it enough time.
It didn’t.
No cars.
No people.
Just the quiet stretch of road and the distant hum of town too far away to matter.
This would’ve been a great time to have Jesse around.
He’d said he’d be back tomorrow.
A lot of good dating someone did when you were stranded on the side of the road, and it wasn’t like I could even call him.
Not that he’d pick up, considering I hadn’t heard from him in two days.
Two.
Days.
I pressed my lips together and crossed my arms, leaning back against the side of the car.
