"I haven't told you this last night, but it feels a little weird sitting in this car again," said Angela as Gael drove them towards the Orphanage outside of Mayne City in his BMW 7 Series.
He knitted his brows in confusion. "Weird? Why?"
"Don't get me wrong. This car is gorgeous. But, I don't know… You look different driving this sedan. Not gonna lie—I like your Escalade, better." She smiled.
"Yeah?" He cocked a brow, a smirk forming on his face. "You like me in bigger cars?"
Angela turned to look at him, her eyes narrowing as though she was trying to read his mischievous expression. "You're tall… I'm surprised you even fit in here."
Gael let out a sigh. "Me too. Though this model has enough leg room… I still miss my SUV."
"Mm. You definitely look ho—I mean, the Escalade suits you better." She cleared her throat, suppressing a chuckle from nearly telling him he looked hot in the other vehicle—no need to boost his already massive ego.
