As soon as the car drove off Brooke let out a relieved sigh, she sunk her back into the passenger seat, inhaling Thane's cologne. "Don't you think you were too harsh back there? It was my fault for not handling myself better back then." She said starting off the conversation.
Thane shook his head, "Did you expect me to let him talk down about you? That man should know by now the sort of people to not piss off."
"Still, he helped us tonight. I was with Damien earlier and if he had seen you, I can't begin to imagine what he'd think of me then." She huffed, folding her arms.
Thane stole a glance at her, "Why would you care what he thinks?"
Mindlessly, Brooke responded, "He's voted actor of the year, of course his opinion of me matters." she nestled her head into the car seat, a sense of drowsiness overcoming her.
Thane scoffed, "It mattered enough that you stayed back extra hours with him?"
