But she remained unmoved, marching to her bright red sports car and hopping in.
Mark slid into the passenger seat beside her.
Clicking her seatbelt, Cecilia glanced at him.
“Don’t you have your own car, Mr. Evans?”
Mark reclined casually, feigning helplessness, “Driving’s become so tiresome lately. I thought I’d let the younger generation take the wheel.”
Cecilia couldn’t help but retort, “Lazy much?”
Mark’s gaze lingered on her, the weight of their month-long separation heavy on his heart.
Her lingering frustration evident, Cecilia playfully nudged him with her foot.
“Shouldn’t you be back there, playing the doting knight to Elaine? Why are you following me?”
Elaine had nearly slipped Mark’s mind.
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After a couple of playful nudges from Cecilia, Mark teasingly grabbed her ankle.
Cecilia’s cheeks flushed.
“What do you take me for, a dancer? That hurt! Now let go of my leg.”
Her leg ached, almost as if she’d strained it.
Mark, sensing her genuine discomfort, quickly released and began to massage her leg.
After a moment, Mark leaned in, planting a gentle kiss, “Better now?”
Cecilia responded with silence, her annoyance palpable.
Mark brushed her cheek softly.
“You were incredible back there.
You’ve grown into such a strong woman. I feel like you could guard me now.”
Cecilia frowned at his jest.
Was he having too much fun at her expense?
Without a word, Mark unbuckled and swapped seats with her.
After he’d been driving for a bit, Cecilia finally broke her reflective silence.