Hey, Sydney. I Thought I Saw Your

You Were Wrong. She Really Is The New General In Town." I Smiled Back, Hoping He Wasn't Aware Of My Body's Reaction To Us Standing So Close. "maybe. But, It's Okay. You Can Still Be Colonel." He Arched An Eyebrow. "oh? Did You Demote Yourself? Colonel's Right Below General. What's That Make You?" I Reached Into My Pocket And Triumphantly Flashed The Cr-v Keys I'd Swiped When We'd Come Back Inside. "the Driver," I Said.

As Much As I Hated To Admit It, I Kind Of Looked Forward To Seeing Him. It Made No Sense, But Something About His Infuriating Nature Made Me Forget About My Other Worries. Weirdly, I Felt Like I Could Relax Around Him.

I’d Been Raised To Be Practical And Keep My Emotions In Check, But I Loved Cars. That Was One Of The Few Legacies I’d Picked Up From My Mom. She Was A Mechanic, And Some Of My Best Childhood Memories Were Of Working In The Garage With Her.

I’d Mentioned This Odd Wardrobe Choice To Adrian A Couple Of Weeks Ago: “isn’t Dimitri Hot?” Adrian’s Response Hadn’t Been Entirely Unexpected: “well, Yeah, According To Most Women, At Least.

Sunshine Had Never Tasted So Sweet As It Did At That Moment.