The son of a billionaire in disguise
As soon as he was in and buckled up, he turned the engine on, and with it, the radio kicked in.
A warm, upbeat song filled the space between them. The lyrics were light, dreamy, carried by a soft female voice backed by piano and guitar.
Maria leaned back, tapping her fingers on her knees to the beat. “Oh, I love this one.”
Rene nodded along and, within seconds, started singing, except the lyrics he was singing were completely wrong.
“In the morning sun, I’ll catch your flame,” he crooned, completely off-pitch, “when the horses fly through candy rain—”
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