He found the hotel humorous, and Hanna turned to face him, ready to agree. The Ashford was nice enough—perhaps the nicest place to stay in this backwater town—but it wasn’t anything special. Hanna called the palaces of kings and emperors home. The Ashford was an inn compared to such excess.
Her lips curled as he let her in on the joke; it wasn’t the hotel, only the distance. Hanna huffed, and her eyes glinted darkly to imagine being dumped somewhere in Old Town. It wasn’t what she wanted to hear, and what stopped her from just taking his car, but she couldn’t deny Old Town was closer and more populous. An Uber was out of the question; Hanna knew what it was, but she’d never taken one before, and she wasn’t about to start. Yet continuing her journey to the Ashford would be a minor inconvenience from there.
Amused, she replied, “I would never stand in the way of a father from his son.” and she started towards his car.
Her lips curled as he let her in on the joke; it wasn’t the hotel, only the distance. Hanna huffed, and her eyes glinted darkly to imagine being dumped somewhere in Old Town. It wasn’t what she wanted to hear, and what stopped her from just taking his car, but she couldn’t deny Old Town was closer and more populous. An Uber was out of the question; Hanna knew what it was, but she’d never taken one before, and she wasn’t about to start. Yet continuing her journey to the Ashford would be a minor inconvenience from there.
Amused, she replied, “I would never stand in the way of a father from his son.” and she started towards his car.