“That was years ago,” she sighed. “Look, can you just leave?”
I leaned against my car, crossing my arms over my chest. “No. You can hate me all you want. I probably deserve it?—”
“Probably?” she scoffed.
“Alright, I deserve it, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to leave, only so I can wake up in the morning and hear about how you were butchered in the parking lot after I left.”
“Highly unlikely.”
“Well, I guess I’m just the asshole who wants to bother you, then.”
“I’m glad we see eye to eye on this,” she said, glaring at me.
We were at a standoff, but I wasn’t going anywhere. She might hate me. Hell, I hadn’t seen her in years, but that didn’tmean I was going to leave her alone in the dark. I wasn’t that much of an asshole.
It only took a few more minutes for the tow truck to pull up, and when Wyatt got out and shot me a confused look, I just shrugged.
“Heard you were back,” he said as he walked over. “What’s the problem?”
“It won’t start.”
“Alright, pop the hood.”
She did as he asked, all the while refusing to look at me. When she turned the engine, nothing happened.
He slammed the hood and wiped his hands on a rag. “Alright, I’ll take it back to the shop. You need a ride?”
“Yes.”
“No,” I said at the same time as her. “I’ll give her a ride.”
“Whatever,” he muttered, holding out his hand for the keys.
She let out a frustrated grunt, then rolled up the window and grabbed her things, handing over the keys. “Thanks, Wyatt.”
“I’ll call you tomorrow with an update.”
Then he turned and crowded me against the car, his eyes narrowing slightly. “Do we have a problem?”
“I’m just standing here.”
“You’re bothering her.”
“I’m actually just waiting to make sure she gets home okay.”
“Make sure that’s all it is,” he said, taking a step back. “You sure you don’t need a ride?”
“No, it’s fine. Thanks.”
He nodded and got to work hitching up her Jeep. In the meantime, she stood awkwardly next to me, refusing to look at me.
“I really am just trying to help you out.”
“I know,” she sighed. “It just makes me hate you even more.”
I smirked, opening the door for her once Wyatt towed away her Jeep. “You can hate me all the way to your house, and then rant about me when you get inside.”
She was halfway in the car when she turned and raised an eyebrow at me. “It’s funny that you think I would think of you after I got inside. You’re not that memorable.”
