Winter
“You don’t need to do anything but throw on a sweatshirt and jacket. I promise you, the seats are greasier than you are. Come on. We brought your car back too.”
“I…but…” I looked at Caspian. “That’s yours. You’re back now.”
He shook his head. “Consider it an early mating gift. I already got another one.”
“Yeah, a boring black CX-50.” Gamma Maddox rolled his eyes.
“A what?” I looked between the two of them.
Caspian sighed. “A Mazda. I think it’s perfect for what I need it.”
“A what?” I asked again.
The two of them laughed. “An SUV, Winter. It’s a black SUV.”