Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed novel Chapter 515

York blurted out, "Let me take you out for dinner!"

"No need, someone's already treating me. You're benched this round."

With that, she made to bypass him.

York caught up, "Then, may I drive you there?"

Leda paused, "For real?"

"Yeah, yeah!"

"Alright then, but make it quick."

Having opted not to drive all week to snag some extra sleep during her commute, Leda was ready for this.

York, ever the gentleman, opened the passenger door for her, though his efforts were in vain.

Leda declared, "I'm heading to the back seat. Easier to lie down."

"Sure thing."

As York navigated the roads, he couldn't help but sigh internally.

Was there a boyfriend in the world better than him? Waiting an hour to pick up his girlfriend, only to drive her to a date with another man?

But if he didn’t, Leda would be long gone by now.

Moreover, he was curious about who had mesmerized Leda so completely that she was rushing to see him right after work!

Leda settled in the back, "What's with the sigh?"

"Did I sigh?" York feigned ignorance.

"Yeah, just now."

"You've been working late all week?"

"That's right." Leda grabbed a pillow to prop under her neck, finding a more comfortable position.

"And yet, you find time to play tennis?" York couldn't hide his sarcasm.

Leda raised an eyebrow, "Cliff spill the beans?"

"Humph!"

"And you have the nerve to complain? Cliff, Murray, and your other buddies, have you all lost your minds?"

"I hire a coach to fix my serve, and Cliff punches him without a word, almost breaking the guy’s nose. Ended up costing me two grand. Is he off his meds like you?"

"…A coach?"

"What else?"

"Quick, quick, quick! I'm having ten!"

...

After the feast, Leda lounged on the sofa, enjoying a fruit platter Roseanne had prepared, watching her favorite reality TV show.

The comfort was unparalleled!

At ten in the evening, she reluctantly left.

"Are you sure you don't want to stay over? I've got a spare room," Roseanne offered as she walked her to the door.

"I’ve got a date tomorrow morning, won't have time to come back and change if I sleep in."

"Alright then," Roseanne said, bidding her goodbye.

Stepping out into the alley, Leda was about to book a ride when she spotted a familiar car parked by the curb.

Approaching, she tapped on the window, curiosity piqued.

York woke with a start—

Damn, he'd fallen asleep?

Leda, arms crossed, looked down at him, "What's going on with you?"