Butterfly in Frost by Sylvia Day

Author:Sylvia Day [Day, Sylvia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 1542016738
Google: RskoxQEACAAJ
Amazon: B07R59KMFP
Goodreads: 45318125
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Published: 2019-08-26T23:00:00+00:00

9

“Are you driving or am I?” Garrett asks as we head out his front door with our hands linked.

I can’t describe how it feels to have his hand in mine. What a comfort it is to me.

“Um . . .” I smile sheepishly. “Maybe I should have mentioned that I don’t have a car.”

His brows lift. “Are you kidding?”

“What would a born and bred New Yorker do with a car?”

“Well, you’re not in New York, are you? And there has to be a mega-shit-ton of New York drivers, or there wouldn’t be so many cars in the city. Do you have a driver’s license, at least?”

“Of course. Just because I don’t own a car doesn’t mean I’m not capable of driving one.”

“How do you get around?”

I shrug. “Rideshare, if I have to go somewhere. But I can get ninety-nine-point-nine percent of whatever I want delivered, so . . .”

Shaking his head, Garrett leads me to the Range Rover. “That can’t be cost-effective.”

“Depends on the value you place on your time. Also, the cost of insurance, car payments, the possibility of getting in an accident or injured, the ecological footprint of manufacturing—”

“All right, all right. I get it.” He opens the passenger door for me. “For future reference, I’m right here. If you need something, let’s go get it.”

I climb into the cab using the deployed footstep and settle in. Having an excuse to spend more time with Garrett is fine by me, but I can think of sexier activities than shopping.

I get a swift, hard kiss to the mouth; then he shuts the door, rounds the hood, and slides behind the wheel. Above us, a panoramic moonroof lets in the sun, and Garrett grabs a pair of black aviators out of the center console. When he pushes the ignition button, music blares, and he quickly lowers the volume.

Using voice command, he directs the navigation to take us to Pike Place Market. Once we’re set, he turns the volume up, although not as loud as before.

“Can I?” I ask, gesturing at the touch screen.

“Help yourself.” Looking over his shoulder, he reverses, then starts up the driveway.

I sync my phone to his system, then scroll through the podcasts until I find a true-crime series I’ve been interested in.

Garrett looks at me, but all I can see is my reflection in his shades.

“Is this okay?” I ask, showing him my screen so he can see what I’ve selected. “Or we can talk. It’s just that . . . I don’t listen to music much anymore.”

Grabbing my hand, he lifts my knuckles to his lips. “Yes, it’s okay.”

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