'If the Young Master hadn't said a word, he could have understood. The Young Master wasn't very talkative to begin with, and besides, who could possibly guess his thoughts? But what was with this girl? She was the one receiving the ride, after all. Didn't she have any questions at all? And they were taking her home! Not even a single thank you?'
Leo Warren was torn. Lately, he felt like his brain just wasn't enough! It was one thing not to be able to guess the Young Master's thoughts—after all, he was Mr. Quinn of Aethelgard, and he wasn't the only one who couldn't figure him out. But how had he fallen so low that he couldn't even read a young girl's mind?
"Red light," Nadia Chapman said, looking at Leo Warren in surprise. 'Doesn't he even know the rules of the road? That can't be right, can it?'
