We headed to his car and he unlocked the door.

He walked to the other side and got in, then opened my side of the car.

I paused, torn between abandoning this madness and getting in.

“Get in, Rosie.” Henry said, staring at me strangely.

I scoffed, but decided to go with the latter.

The door slammed shut.

I glanced at Henry, then away.

Wait a minute.

I blinked fast, frowning in confusion then I looked at him again.

“What are you doing?” I asked, sceptically.

He stared back at me with confusion, 

“What do you mean?” He asked, already taking off his suit jacket.

He pulled it off, along...