He unlocked it and opened it, then reached inside to turn the lights on. fluorescent lights sprang to life in a long, plain room with a cement floor. There were cars and trucks lined up like soldiers. She glanced up at him. “Are these all yours?” He winked and started down the steps. “The keys are here, they’re labeled. If you want to go somewhere, choose a vehicle and go for it. They’re yours now, too.” “I can’t drive.” His head tilted with curiosity. “Really. We had one car, and between my parents fighting over who got to use it, no one bothered to teach me. “I’ll teach you.” He took a set of keys from the rack and hit a button on one key. The lights flashed on a midnight-blue sedan. “If you have all of these fancy cars, why did you pick me up in that pickup truck yesterday?” She followed him. “I thought it was going to lose pieces on the highway.” He laughed, a deep sound that vibrated through to her core. Her insides quivered. “My father and his father picked their mates up in that truck.
