"Stella and I are going back to the apartment to grab some things. You head to the hotel to meet the client and make sure you keep those men happy. This is important for my promotion."
I met his eyes quietly, then let out a laugh.
The sound of my laughter echoed through the small car, full of contempt.
For a brief second, panic flashed across his face. The next moment, he unlocked the door and gestured for me to get out.
I said nothing but added, "By the way, don’t forget to open the gift I gave you."
A flicker of confusion crossed Luther’s face as though he had already forgotten the gift I mentioned.
After a beat, he regained his indifferent expression and said, "Just get out. Don’t waste time."
I stepped out of the car and as I turned, I saw Luther opening a bag of potato chips and handing them to Stella with an almost loving gesture.
Once upon a time, I would also have snacks in Luther's car.
Unfortunately, all I got in return were harsh words and disdain.
"You're so messy, crumbs everywhere. It's like you're a slob. It's disgusting!"
"You're as uncouth as you are, worse than a beggar. Don’t eat in my car again!"