She hides behind her hands. "How were you so polite to him?"
I slide my key into the ignition and turn it. "Told you. Parents love me."
She peeks out from behind her hands to look at the house. Her dad is still standing on the porch with a knowing smile. "Can we go?"
"Yeah. Sure." I put the car into drive. Wave goodbye to Mr. Lee.
He waves back.
Chloe drops her hands as I pull onto the street. "I love my dad. But…"
"I already knew you thought I was cute."
She ignores my joke. "I'm twenty-four and my dad is screening my dates."
"Is this a date?"
"Oh. No." She bites her lip. "But he thinks it is."
I turn onto the main road. "And you?"
She looks around curiously, like she's trying to figure out where we're going. "We can't, right? So, what's it matter?"
"Yeah." I stop at a red light.
She taps her black fingernails again
st the dash. "Where are we going?"
"You challenged me the other day."
Her brow scrunches with confusion. "I did?" She sinks into the fabric. Plays with her seat belt. "I figured you'd have a nicer car."
"What's the point?"
"Image? Status? Coolness?"
"I don't need a car to be cool."
"Of course."
"But?" The light turns green. I hit the gas. Focus on the road.
"I'm surprised you know that."
"Teasing me isn't gonna get you any clues."
"Not even one?"
I shake my head.
"I challenge you all the time. You should give me something."
"Sorry. It's against my policy."
"You're the worst."
"That's the sweetest thing you've ever said to me."