Matthew stared out of the window with his elbow rested on the windowsill. He was really liking the view from outside. However, the overwhelming gaze coming from the driver’s seat wasn’t an easy thing to ignore.

“Do I have something on my face?” he asked crisply, turning his head and met her gaze.

“No, sir. Of course not, sir” Gabriella replied quickly, facing the road directly with a stained embarrassed face.

Matthew didn’t look away from her face immediately, enjoying what his presence was doing to her. Perhaps she wouldn’t be so uncomfortable around him if she’d not insulted him that day.

“So, tell me something, Gabi. Why did you...