"Don't worry, just believe me when I say I'm a good driver," answered Claire proudly. She caught the key and dashed to the garage, beaming with delight.
"Let's go, babe," said Kevin, reaching out his hand. He waited for Leena to put her small hand in his, only to find that she walked past him without even looking at him. Kevin was stunned by her reaction -- he didn't expect her to turn her back on him. The surprise made him freeze and gape at the petite figure as she walked away. It was not until then that he realized that she had been distant from him recently. He tried hard but couldn't figure out the reason.
Though Leena appeared to be calm and comfortable ignoring Kevin, she felt no better than he did. But she steeled her nerve, and did it. She was afraid that she'd get too used to his tenderness until she couldn't live without it. The more she was in love, the harder it would be to let him go. That was what she was doing, trying her best to protect herself.
"Hurry up, you two. What's taking you so long?" asked Claire impatiently. She had already taken her place in the driver's seat and could hardly wait to try out the new car.
"Coming," replied Leena with a smile. No matter how much Claire disliked Leena, Leena would smile brightly as a reaction. She did it not only out of politeness, but also out of habit formed from years of education. But Claire wasn't buying it. She rolled her eyes with a sneer as a response.
"What's all the hurry?" Kevin said to Claire while he caught up with Leena. "Easy does it, Claire. The car's brand-new -- drive carefully," he added. Making sure Leena was comfortably seated in the back of the car, Kevin quickly chose a spot beside her. But he paid close attention to Claire's each and every move at the same time, and kept reminding her to be careful. After all, the car was a wedding gift for Leena given to her by her brother Duke. It must mean a lot to her, and was too precious to be damaged. And while there were a lot of words that could be used to describe Claire, reliable was not one of them.
"Alright, alright. Stop nagging me like an old woman. I don't need a backseat driver, bro," exclaimed Claire with a grimace, scarcely able to hide her impatience. She found it incredible that Kevin could be such a weenie. If they weren't brother and sister, she'd have found it impossible that he was a major general.
"Pipe down, troublemaker. I'm just making sure that we're all safe, including you. Now, if you're done arguing, just start the car," said Kevin a bit harshly, and you could see both annoyance and melancholy on his handsome face, which were caused mainly by Leena's sudden cold attitude towards him. He thought maybe things had gotten better. She was more comfortable around him, and they even made love recently. So why wasn't she happy? Why had their relationship taken a turn for the worse? Now he could sense the same kind of estrangement between them as he felt when they first met. No sparks, no nothing. It felt as though they were back where they started. Or even before that.
"No problem, I'll be careful. So, wanna swap cars? asked Claire with a flattering smile while looking back over her shoulder. She was working on a plan to make the car hers.
"Well… sorry, not this car," Leena answered hastily, fearing that Kevin might say yes. She would agree if Claire meant her Ferrari. But since this car was a present from Mr. Cold, she had to cherish it.
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