C81 I don’t care

**Valerie**

At 12:05 pm, we'd just crossed the Brooklyn Bridge, the Manhattan skyline unfolding before us. I turned to glance at Lucas, whose eyes were focused on the road. “Where are we going?” I asked, intrigued.

He smirked, his eyes still glued to his front. “Again, patience is a virtue, milady.”

“Just so you know, I know a bit of karate in case you're planning to kidnap me,” I joked