They got off the plane and walked to where Leo's car driver was waiting with Becca walking beside him, dragging her luggage with one hand and holding her handbag in the other. Leo had offered to help her but like the feisty little kitten she was, she swatted his hand away.
On reaching where the car was parked, Leo looked over his shoulder and saw Becca trying to stop a taxi but the idea of her getting into a taxi didn't sit well with him. It was late at night and for all, they knew the taxi driver could be a serial killer or something. Maybe even a rapist. And he wouldn't be able to forgive himself if anything bad was to happen to her when he could have prevented it.
With that thought, he walked to where Becca stood.
" Come, I will give you a ride home." He said, taking her by the wrist and pulling her luggage towards his car.
