The man met Lethia's gaze and chuckled. "I think you'd be even more flustered if we continued this conversation."
Lethia frowned. "It's even more embarrassing when you say it like that."
"Why would it be? Because you moaned? That's a perfectly normal sound to make when your muscles relax. I hear it all the time in the hospital."
"Do you think moaning in a car with a man I barely know is normal?" she grumbled, throwing her gaze out the window.
He laughed, clearly amused. "I'm flattered you see me as a man."
"And I'm not impressed that you see me as a desperate woman."
She should've just thanked him for easing the cramps in her stomach, but the moment had passed.
Saying it now would sound like she was thanking him for making her moan. Better to just play it cool and pretend nothing happened.
"But in that desperate moment, I admire how you still managed to think clearly. Good job choosing my car."
