She definitely wasn't waiting by the window for Tragos to show up, anxious to see him for the first time in days, her little heart yearning in her chest. And when she saw this black car pull up, and he texted her and then leaned against it and looked up at her, she definitely didn't turn and run down the stairs and across the street with barely a glance at the traffic to throw herself into his arms and kiss him hard. She was far too mature and grown up for that.
"Hey," she said, a little out of breath. "Nice ride."