“Have you thought about downsizing?” I look from the truck to the gleaming cars parked all around us. “Just a thought.” “Leave my truck alone. She’s my pride and joy.” He opens my door for me. “These crap cars won’t get you anywhere near Briar Valley. I drive a real man’s car.” “A real man?” I repeat incredulously. “How’s that toxic masculinity taste?” “Great, thanks.” “It’s the twenty-first century, you caveman.” Zach dares to elbow Killian in the ribs after climbing out. “I wouldn’t mind driving a cute little convertible.”
