C12 Twelve

Zoey's POV

He drives silently.

"Are you going to tell me where are we going?"

"No."

"Okay."

Actually, I don't really care where he is driving to. He wouldn't possibly drive us off a cliff or something, right? I know that he is going to drive us somewhere nice and - this is like a surprise date, I guess?

Chris continues to drive for another, let's say, fifteen minutes