Aiden Rivers stood with his arms crossed, watching the woman in the sleek car as she tried to figure out what was wrong. He couldn’t help but smirk, leaning against the hood of his old truck. You know he says, his voice low and steady in a town like this, we don't exactly need a mechanic for every little thing. Sometimes, it's just common sense. She looks up, her brow furrowing in annoyance. Aiden could tell she wasn’t used to being spoken to like this
Comments
0No comments yet.