I placed my hand on my chest, realizing who it was. He must have noticed because he stopped the car, got out quickly, and looked at me in concern.

“I’m so sorry I scared you,” he said, looking at me anxiously.

I avoided his gaze, staring off to the side. “I’m fine, thank you.”

“Can I give you a ride home? I’m not taking no for an answer,” Ethan asked, not giving me a chance to refuse.

“You’re not going my way, sir,” I said.

“Oh, please, stop with the ‘sir’ and just call me Ethan,” he replied with a smile. 

“But you’re my boss,” I said.

“Hop in. You’re...