39: Hyperdrive

Fenella’s POV

There was a pang in my chest for a moment. I couldn't deny it; Alan was truly amazing. He was kind, charismatic, good at dancing, and good at business, and now he had shown how he was a leader adored by women and men alike.

Still, I was thinking about Laird.

"So, are you ready to drive?" he asked. "Come on."

Alan took my glass and placed it in the cup holder. Then he closed the bottle again and placed it on the back seat of the car. He handed me the car keys and guided me to sit in the driver's seat. Alan closed the door for me and then rushed to the passenger seat next to me.

"Let's go!" Alan exclaimed with a hearty laugh.

Alright. I swallowed my saliva and started the car. I fastened my seatbelt, as did Alan. I held the steering wheel with both hands and prepared myself. After adjusting the height and distance of the driver's seat, I looked at Alan.

"Are you really sure we'll be okay?" I asked again.

"Yes, trust me," Alan said. "Let's go!"

Encouraged by his enthusiasm,