my fingers, nudging her gently. She took it, muttering a low, “Thank you,” then I stepped out of the car to give her some time to recover from her emotions.
Ten minutes passed, and I looked in through the car window to see the girl sitting in silence, her hands clutching the paper bag tight. Sitting inside the car, I reached for the bag, but she snatched it out of my reach.
My brows rose.
Her hair was becoming a problem for me. Her visible cheek flushed as she explained, “I didn’t finish. It was a lot of food.” She added hesitantly, “I’d like to take it with me if that’s okay.”
Who was I to object? I bought the food for her, after all. “Not a problem. Where can I drive you? Do you have anywhere to stay?”
She paused. “Yeah, um, I’m actually only a few blocks away, so I can walk from here.”
I was already shaking my head. “I’ll drive you.” She tried to object a second time, but I added inflexibly, “I insist.”
She stared at me a long while then nodded. “Okay. Turn left and drive until you see Café Alonzo.”
I knew where that was. I wasn’t aware of any housing in that area, but I drove anyway. Slowing to a stop, I looked out the window, unconvinced this was where she lived. “Are you sure this is where you live?”
She smiled faintly. “Positive.” At my frown, she quickly added, “It’s not much, but it’s home.” She turned to me then and did something I’d been longing for her to do from the moment I saw her.
Placing her fingertips to her cheek, she moved the hair away from her face, tucking it gently behind her ear.
I was mesmerized.
She was gorgeous. Absolutely stunning.
Her heart-shaped face looked too thin, but her mouth was small, full and pink. Her green eyes were large and expressive, framed prettily with long, dark lashes. She was pale, her skin unblemished. She had black makeup smudged under her eyes, but I could see the beauty she tried to hide from the world. And what a rare beauty she was.
Her expression soft, she avoided eye contact and dipped her chin as she spoke. “I want to thank you for your kindness tonight. Not many people would have done what you did.” Her rosebud mouth quirked into an awkward smile. “I owe you. More than you’ll ever know.”
Feeling mildly uncomfortable of her thanks, I turned off the car, ignoring her suddenly anxious expression. “Are you able to get yourself to the club tomorrow by seven? If you can’t, I’ll have someone pick you up.”
I would pick her up.
Her brow bunched and she bit the inside of her bottom lip, thinking. “I think so. I don’t have a watch, but I’ll make sure I’m there, even if I’m early.”
I pulled up my shirtsleeve, undid the latch on my Tag Heuer watch, and handed it to her. She frowned at me. “What…?” When I did not retrieve the watch, her eyes widened. “I can’t take that.”
I fought to control my anger. Gritting my teeth, I spoke calmly. “You can give it back to me tomorrow.”
Her expression turned panicked. “Do you know what would happen if someone saw me with that? I’d get mugged!”
I scowled. Just let them try. I fucking dare them. “Then I’ll buy another.”
The change in her expression was so sudden that I blinked. She took the watch carefully and muttered, “Must be nice to have that much money.”
Shame caused me to flush, and my anger showed itself. I snapped, “Do you need a ride or not?”
“No.”
She held the fast food bag tightly and peeked over at me before evading my inscrutable gaze. “I’m Mina.”
“Mina,” I tested it out. It felt good on my tongue. “I’m Lev.”
She opened the door and stepped out, leaning down into the open space. “Thank you, Lev. For everything. I’ll work hard.” She smiled tiredly. “You won’t regret it.”
My stomach flipped at her sweet smile. “Goodnight, Mina.”
She lowered her lashes. “Goodnight.”
I watched her walk down an alley connecting to the street behind, waited until she was out of sight then started the car and drove two blocks down.
With a light sigh, I parked my car, turned the lights off, and waited.
Chapter Five
Mina
My God, but was Lev intense or what?
The car drove away and I waited a full two minutes before I walked out of the alley and started the three-block walk down to my alley.
I fanned my face thinking about him. Gods above, he was